Showing posts with label Worst Gay Person of the Week. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Worst Gay Person of the Week. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 8, 2012

Who Do You Believe?

Wait, I have a Kleenex...

I honestly try not to be a gossip blogger. But sometimes an item comes along that requires both mention and comment, especially after a second person has come forward in almost as many days.

Yes, I'm talking about the one that I wanted, none other than Tony Manero; Danny Zucco;Vincent Vega and Edna Turblad himself, John Travolta. And yes, I'm talking about the two masseurs who recently came forward to accuse the long rumored-to-be-gay actor of wanting more than his shoulders rubbed. And this is not the first or second time the same allegation has been made by a masseur. It has also been alleged that Travolta trolled steam rooms and bath houses for close encounters of the queer kind.

OK - I must admit to being conflicted over this story. As a teenager, I found Travolta immensely attractive (as did every young straight gal and gay male in the country, if not the world). Gay rumors have dogged the actor for his entire career. Such rumors dog other celebs like Will Smith, Tom Cruise and Hugh Jackman. Of the three, only Jackman is publicly amused and flattered by the attention - obviously the response of a progressive-thinking straight man with a sense of humor. Of course, Travolta's camp issued a flat-out denial of the allegations.
Bad Movie/Buff Travolta

I have no idea who to believe here. I would hope that if these allegations prove to be true (and that's a big "if"), Travolta will finally come clean, once and for all. It's the 21st century - no one should care anymore. Sadly, some morons still do care. And while I continue to express my disdain for those who out others without consent, I also can't help but say that someone working to a keep a secret has to be a little more discreet. 

Not that there aren't plenty of stories out there about Cruise and Smith. Some of the accounts of Smith's alleged assignations are legen -- wait for it -- dary! Of course, it just may be that the Church of Loonatology helps them all cover their tracks. Wait - Smith's not a Loonatologist, you say? They've been courting him forever. Who's to say what ideas have already rubbed off on him or how far they'll go to get him to join their flock of zomblebrities (yes - I just made up yet another word). 

And it should go without saying that I have as much use for the Loonatologists as I do a boil on my heinie. Really? Your founder was a drug-addled writer of bad-science fiction. You don't think the whole thing just might be the result of a bad trip or a sick joke? 
Wait, I have a Kleenex...

Here's the thing - this is 2012, folks. No one should care who anyone is sleeping with. Or screwing; boinking; banging; boffing; f*&^ing; making the beast with two backs; doing the horizontal mambo or otherwise gettin' it on. It's no one's business but those people doing those things, anyway. If you are a celebrity, part of the price you pay is personal scrutiny. If you aren't willing to tell the truth about yourself, then you damned well better go out of your way to keep that lie alive.

This isn't the 1950's or even the 1970's. Information, scandal and innuendo are 24/7 these, days. Everyone has a camera. Everyone is "jacked in." Everyone is a voyeur. As we've learned with several politicians and at least one discredited anti-gay 'scientist,' there's no such thing as privacy, anymore.

If these allegations prove to be true, I hope Travolta will man-up and admit to it. I won't like the way it happened, but I'll be happy that another person is no longer living a very public lie. The more celebrities that come out, the better.

If the allegations are not proven (if this even goes to trial without settlements), then I will offer up an apology to Travolta and every falsely-accused straight man in the world. Don't hold your breath, though.



Ugh!

More, anon.
Prospero

Wednesday, May 2, 2012

Worst Gay Person of the Week

Scott Thorson

Alleged lover of Liberace, Scott Thorson has found a way to get his name in the news again by claiming to have had an affair with yet another deceased celebrity. Hmmm - who  might that be? Why none other than the King of Pop himself, Michael Jackson

Really, Scott? At least Lee was still alive when you sued him for palimony. But you wait 3 years after Jackson's death to capitalize on his name and get people talking about you. It isn't enough that Matt Damon is going to play you in Steven Soderbergh's Liberace biopic Behind the Candelabra (and really, Damon's way hotter than you ever were) opposite Michael Douglas (really?) as the bedazzled Queen of Las Vegas?

I can't say I was a sympathizer of Thorson's before. I'm not at all in favor of outing people who prefer to remain closeted. That is the single thing about being gay that actually is a choice and only one person is allowed to make that choice for you. For Liberace's part, the flamboyant showman (even as he lay dying of AIDS) denied that he was gay. Personally, I'd like to think that Lee just wanted to allow his legions of female fans to retain their fantasy image of him, rather than that he lived in fear of losing his career if he was truthful (as was -- and to some extent, still is -- the case with so many of his generation).

As much as I dislike the fact that he outed someone without consent, I believe most of what Thorson says about the time he spent with Liberace. Honestly, how did any half-savvy person not know that Liberace was gay? But as for Michael Jackson? Thorson is hardly McCauley Caulkin, now is he? 

Thorson and his ilk ride the underbelly of celebrity; taking every opportunity, no matter how insane, to keep their names in circulation. He's no better than the woman who recently claimed to be carrying Justin Bieber's baby. In fact, he's worse because Jackson isn't able to respond (though I am sure his parents, siblings and fans will respond quite vociferously). I can't blame the man for trying to make a living but doing so by involving someone who can never respond to his allegations is beyond despicable.

In fact, Thorson has inspired me to create a new label (as seen above): Worst Gay Person of the Week. Shame on you, Scott Thorson! And shame on every person who will ever appear under this label.



More anon.
Prospero