A reader just messaged me his view on why gay men are so neurotic. Â While I don’t think this holds true for all gay men, I do think it applies to some, particularly those who live not far from me in the center of West Hollywood.
WIth his permission, I quote his message verbatim and invite you to offer your own thoughts in the comment section:Â
Well,Â the community idolizes youth and sees older than 30 as “throwaway”, yet worships material goods and lifestyles that rarely ever become affordable until at LEAST one’s late 30s, sometimes later. It’s an unspoken neurosis!
UPDATE: When a reader messaged me his thought, I decided to post on it as I thought it was certain to stir up controversy and conversation — as it has. Which is good because with my trip back home, my return to LA and now my Theater Managing duties at Outfest (it’s not too late to get tickets–if last night is any indication, the program includes a lot of powerful films), I don’t really have much energy to write today, but may yet do a short post on media bias.
Anyway, while thinking about my friend’s comment, I recalled a script I had mapped out which fits the pattern of gay neurosis he described. The story begins with a twentysomething guy trying to buy something expensive in a trendy Palm Springs shop. When he learns he has maxed out his credit card, the clerk lets him buy the item because his partner’s credit is always good here.
This young’un has shacked up with a rich older man to have all the privileges of wealth while still a “hottie.” His older lover tolerates his occasional “extra-marital” flings so long as he’s there when he needs him (sexually and for “display” purposes).
Well, the young man’s life changes when his partner’s next door neighbor, a successful Hollywood agent, lets one of his charity clients, a writer who barely scrapes by, stay at his desert home for a few weeks. Attracted by this man not all that much older than he, the young man reevaluates his life, wondering if he could give up his lifestyle with the rich old man to share a different life with a (relatively) impoverished artist whom he loves.
Those who know me can figure out how it ends (in my imagination). And that ending shows how, I believe, gay men can best address that “neurosis.”