
THREE WORDS: FA – BU – LOUS! | The first time I saw prominent, fearless faggotry on TV was during ‘In Living Color’s’ Men on Film series. As a closeted Christian teen, Wayans and Grier made me crindge in uncomfortable silence. Did everyone assume I was like them? Did they think I was gay if I laughed at the obviously cartoonish jokes? Later, defensively, I’d think, “Is this what they think of me? It’s not clear what exactly I was afraid of. Being called out. Or being lumped into a group I hoped occupied a lower tier on the social strata. After all, “st8-acting bois” are more acceptable, more mainstream, more of what I aught to be like, right? (Shakes head.) Today, as an out dude (one who fully embraces “fagging out”), the now classic skits bring me vast amounts of joy.

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