Wednesday, February 6, 2013

A Gay Problem

Stevie, I have a major problem: How does a gay boy tell his straight, conservative father that he's gay—especially when that straight, conservative father is busy running for king of a straight, conservative state? Major, major problem: After the election, the new king intends to put gay boys like me in their place: out. Talk about a hindrance to open, honest, father-son communication!

So how does a scared gay boy win the love and understanding and (dare I say it?) blessing of his father? It can't happen, especially if the father becomes king. But if the father is somehow convinced by a mad, illiterate political terrorist not to become king—well, I think you get the idea.

My dad is a remarkable man, Stevie, and I love him like any adoring son would. Unfortunately for me, I came along when his career and political ambition were a bit higher up the priority list than a little snot-nosed heir. (In case you didn't know it, Dad was forty-one when I was born.) You probably thought we were the perfect family, but Dad and I never "bonded" (if that term is still in vogue). Is that why I'm gay? Who knows? Who really cares?

(To Be continued).


No comments: