BODY & MIND

Survival of the butchest: A gay man's Alaskan migration

Photo Credit: Clark Harding
This notion is backed by countless magazine covers sporting inflated muscles or online dating profiles that read: "Not into femmy guys." The Scissor Sisters, a notoriously "gay" band's lyrics "didn't like sports didn't play outside, a lisp and limp wrist too much to hide," can be heard pumping through the speakers of gay bars. I once had the chance to interview Chi Chi La Rue, gay pornography's most prolific director. "Oh sure," she agreed, "gay porn is the most nasty animalistic, testosterone filled as you're gonna get!" It feels like femininity has become biologically and socially gypped.

Survival of The Butchest: Our muscles have become our proverbial peacock feathers. Yet another modification of Darwin's sexual selection theory, suggesting that life isn't necessarily a giant mating ritual as much as a sexual emasculation where no sissies are allowed. However, in nature females are not necessarily weaker nor smaller than males. "No," writes Roughgarden, "in lots of species, especially fish, the female is bigger than the male." She adds that in many species "females [even] control males." As well, my friend Dan assures me, "Athena was the Greek goddess of war." Then why does femininity have to equate weakness in men?