Yesterday the right-o-sphere was afire with the outrage of a show in a bar in TX called “Drag your children to pride” in which parents took children to watch drag queens in definitely inappropriate outfits, do definitely inappropriate dances. Then the children were coached either to participate or hand the drag queens money.
At the same time, Pizza Hut has decided to include books about drag queens and transsexual children (Pizza Hut doesn’t seem to realize there’s a difference) in their “incentive to reading program.”
A lot of the outrage has the tone of “this is happening all over” and “it’s the end of the world” and that’s bullsh*t. It’s not happening all over. Most parents don’t engage in that kind of stupidity. And the world has spun on through more horrible stuff than this current insanity.
On the other hand, I find myself outraged — just as I was when of Dan’s co-workers would take his entire family to Hooters with tiny kids in toe — and in sympathy with my socon brethren. In a sane world, CPS would be descending on those families like a bunch of bees on honey, and taking the kids away. Because that ridiculousness is inappropriate, insane, and frankly painful to even know it’s happening.
But the fact that the CPS isn’t taking the kids away, and the fact that parents are — at all — doing this nonsense makes me step back and go “Woa!” and “WHY would you do that?”
The most inappropriate thing I did with my kid was take him to a Libertarian party meeting, and frankly at 2 he was too young to be affected by talk of making government powerless. Also, we couldn’t find a babysitter.
I mean…. I don’t think it’s appropriate to take kids to see exotic dancers, male, female or squirrel. What is in these parents’ heads, precisely?
So I followed the link the twitter discussion, and then got even more disturbed.
About half the comments were by liberals — and if they don’t want to be called NPCs they shouldn’t all say the same — saying something like “But the parents are only taking the kids to these shows so if they grow up to be drag queens they’ll know they’re loved and accepted.”
Um…. clears throat…. What else are they exposing the kids to, so they know if they want to do it when they grow up, they’ll be loved and accepted?
Look, drag queen is a performance profession. Yes, profession. It’s done for money. It’s a sub-form of burlesque, which means it thrives on pushing the boundaries and the outre, which also means being ‘loved and accepted’ not only doesn’t mean much of anything, but also might destroy all their joy in their transgression. In fact, the reason drag queen performers participate in these shows and in drag queen story hour is not to be accepted, but to experience the transgression of doing this in front of children.
Honestly, it doesn’t mean they’re minor-attracted. Or gay. Or anything else. Drag queens get their rocks (and often money) off on the performance, and transgression of social norms. That’s all it is. And most of them, by the by, are outraged at being aggregated to trans.
Can your kid grow up to be a drag queen? I suppose. I mean, sooner or later every guy dresses up as a girl, usually for Halloween. Some find they like it. Waves hand. Whatever.
The performance they put on is a poor caricature of females, but that’s acceptable under burlesque and shock-acts. That’s fine too. Whatever.
I grew up in the seventies. I’m used to un-funny comedy acts. I don’t attend them voluntarily and had one of my boys decided this was what they wanted to do for a living, I’d have disapproved. Which if they were that type would have increased their interest in doing it.
Look, my mom disapproves of what I do. She disapproves of reading fiction, much less writing it. In her head all writing and reading should be “useful” meaning manuals and the like. She strongly disapproves of what I do.
I don’t care. I’m an adult, and I do what I am called to do. I am sorry she doesn’t like that I do it, but that’s life.
So, why must kids know that drag queening SPECIFICALLY is approved of?
Are their parents also taking them to circus performances, so they know if they want to be clowns or jugglers they’ll be loved and approved of? No? Why not?
For that matter, are these mostly upper middle class parents taking their kids to watch plumbers and carpenters work, so they know if they grow up to be plumbers or carpenters, they’ll be loved and approved of? No? Why not?
I suspect it’s because the parents have rats in their heads and also confuse drag queens with trans, and want the kids to know it’s okay to be trans.
But WHY is it so important for them to know it’s “okay” and they’ll be “loved” if they’re trans?
The message of “you can do whatever” is everywhere now, so why this?
Have they taken them to visit with ultra-conservative religious families and told them it’s okay if they grow up to be conservative and hetero. If not why not?
But more importantly, and seriously, why do these people think that total strangers applauding whatever they decide to do — whether it’s “caring” (enabling) drug addicted homeless or pretending to be the opposite sex — is so all-fargin important.
People don’t love you because you’re straight, gay, a drag queen or a plumber. (Though people often love a timely plumber, in appropriate circumstances.) People love you for who you are, outside those characteristics. People applaud you for doing difficult things. BUT NOT ALL PEOPLE. Only people who are close enough to you, either physically or emotionally, to give a hang.
You’re never — unless you’re a rock star — going to get multitudes of strangers fawning over you. And even if you are a rock star — or less likely a writer — strangers will only fawn over you for a limited, specific time.
Here’s a newsflash: People have their own lives, their own priorities and their own interests. NONE of us are the center of the universe. And no matter how outrageous anyone gets, he or she or it or idiot can’t get people to care about him or her universally. And I fail to understand why ANYONE would want to.
If you think the most important thing in the world is for some kid to know he’s loved and approved of if he grows up in 20 years to become a drag queen, I have very serious and urgent advice: GET A LIFE.
Because the rest of us have more important things to do with ours than hang on what anyone wants to dress up in.
Leave us alone and stop performing for the applause.