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I am bisexual and queer by choice.
I cannot tell you how many years I've sat in meetings of lesbian groups and patiently (or not patiently) insisted that although I hadn't had a guy for 10 years, I was still bi. It didn't get really noisy except when I sweetly asked my interrogators the last time they'd had sex with a boy -- which was always more recently and more often I had -- and I then informed them, oh, I see, you are REALLY bi. Furniture generally began to fly thru the air after that.
I cannot tell you how many friends transitioning from male to female but retaining their preference for females find out in a hurry about all the interesting and bizarre implications of "orientation." For one thing, if they stay with their wives they become legally married lesbians. Isn't that entertaining?
I've also had friends who kept their queer orientation when they changed gender identification. That is, MTFs whose attraction to men grew as their bodies and lives changed; or former butch dykes who found that they began to prefer gay men as they transitioned to male.
Me, I'm definitely lesbian by choice. I consciously prefer women. There's a difference in visceral attraction -- women with cute bellies can make me act like I have Tourette's -- but I'm functional with male, female, and transitional humans.
I know a lot of bi activists who (at least privately) claim "Everybody is bisexual." Bullpucky. If it were true, then all orientation would be "by choice." But I don't think it's any more true than that your first same-sex experience makes you a dyke, and if you're not brave and proud enough to admit it then you're just a weaselly liar.
The thing is, why should it matter whether and to what degree it is by choice?
Having lived through some excesses of queer activism, I've got some ideas about that.
It has been deemed politically safer to claim that being queer is inborn because it places homosexuality alongside conditions such as congenital blindness. As in, I need braille books because I'm blind, not because I choose to shut my eyes. If I weren't blind, I could just open my eyes. Besides, what blind person would not choose to be sighted if that were possible, rather than beg for braille books?
This kind of thinking promotes the disease model of sexuality, which I'm not terribly fond of. For one thing, my sexuality is a source of great joy, not a handicap. (I assume that monosexuals feel the same way.)
Queer activists are very nervous about embracing sexuality as a choice because they recognize the opposition's legitimate fear of the slippery slope. If queers-by-choice are granted the same rights and access as het monosexuals, then what's to stop polyamorists from demanding legal marriage to as many partners as they want? What's to stop perverts from demanding the right to legally own each other? If you ever want to see some really swift back-pedaling, bring up polyamory at a presentation about gay marriage!
I don't think anybody has determined that there really is a gay gene. If I remember correctly, the big splashy study some 10 years ago, where queer cadaver hypothalami were discovered to be different from het cadaver hypothalami was based on SIX dead gay MEN only. Is that good science?
More to the point, why does it matter?
I am bisexual. Always have been, always will be, always insisted on identifying as such. I also was married to a woman for seven years who had full-blown AIDS. Every day, we dealt with the legal and other difficulties of being a same-sex couple in the health care system, and trying to plan for a time when she couldn't speak for herself, and eventually what would happen after she died. As a bisexual, I CHOSE to be with a woman. Were my/our needs for access to hospital visitation, health care decision-making, and inheritance different than a Gold Star Lesbian who had never touched a penis other than, say, to change a nephew's diaper? Should they be? Why? |
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