Archive for the ‘Conspiracy’ Category
In which The Gay Recluse goes to Broadway. Ohai, so did anyone else see these crazy new storefronts in Washington Heights, on Broadway between 160 and 161? (We didn’t think so.) They went in a few weeks ago — during the middle of the night — and there’s still no signage or anything else to […]
Filed under: Architecture, Capitalism, Communism, Conspiracy, Dissonance, Dream, Fashion, New York City, Retail, Washington Heights | 9 Comments
Tags: Broadway, Brothels, Costume Jewelry, Installations, Questions, Storefronts, Uptown
In which The Gay Recluse becomes increasingly obsessed with naps. Lately we’ve had trouble sleeping, so have begun to rely on naps. Sometimes the best place to sleep is on a crowded subway train. (If you can get a seat!) Especially on the A or D between 59th and 125th Streets, a trip that during […]
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Tags: Naps, Teenagers, The D-Train, The George Washington Bridge, The MTA
On the Heart Is a Lonely Hunter
In which The Gay Recluse loves Carson McCullers. Not long ago we finished reading The Heart Is a Lonely Hunter, by Carson McCullers. Published in 1940, the book — as the jacket tells us — made McCullers (only 23 at the time!) a literary star. In the book, which is set in a small town […]
Filed under: Capitalism, Communism, Conspiracy, Dissonance, Literature, The Gay Recluse, Writers-American | 2 Comments
Tags: Carson McCullers, Gay Voice, John Huston, Marlon Brando, Reflections in a Golden Eye, The Heart Is a Lonely Hunter
In which The Gay Recluse walks through the mist of a Sunday morning. Saturday nights can be particularly trying in Washington Heights. Especially now that it’s getting cool out, and you want to keep the windows open. But somehow a cool breeze at one in the morning just isn’t the same when it brings with […]
Filed under: Architecture, Capitalism, Communism, Conspiracy, Decay, Dissonance, History, Landscape, Pessimism, Resignation, Ruins, Search, The Gay Recluse, Washington Heights | 1 Comment
Tags: Cars, Columnar Pin Oaks, Day, Facades, Night, Noise, Stereos, Streets, Townhouses
In which The Gay Recluse is still morose. Today we felt so completely trapped. By our neighborhood, our job, our possessions. Oh and our stupid country. Our life felt completely artless. But then we came home and watched The Hills. And played with the cats. Soon we’ll go to bed. We wonder what it would […]
Filed under: Architecture, City Pattern Project, Conspiracy, Dream, Government, Landscape, Pessimism | Leave a Comment
Tags: John McCain, Morose, Sarah Palin
In which The Gay Recluse becomes increasingly obsessed with campanula. Before we bought this variety, we always wondered why it was called a bellflower. Campanula is Latin for “little bell.” —Wikipedia
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Tags: Bellflower, Campanula
In which The Gay Recluse enjoys the fruits of his labor. Spread the word, Alex! No pesticides and seedless, too! GR:s last posts proves my argument even further, it’s all about ATTENTION, AH THE SWEET ATTENTION! Is it worth hurting other “normal” gay men and women by spreading out the overly proud super-queer stereotype for […]
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Tags: Alex, Grapes, Vines, Water, Wine
In which The Gay Recluse updates his informal but rather telling quantitative analysis of Modern Love, the weekly Style Section (of The Times) column in which openly gay writers almost never appear, and even less frequently describe a romantic relationship. This week’s piece: How My Husband Won Back My Vote by Andrea Neighbours Subject: A […]
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Tags: Andrea Neighbours, Daniel Jones, The New York Times, Workaholics
On the Imminent Death of Flies
In which The Gay Recluse introduces the pitcher plants. This is the first year for our new pitcher plants (Sarracenia). Flies, we have one message for you: beware! The pitcher plant will eat you for breakfast, lunch and dinner. And dessert, too.
Filed under: Conspiracy, New York City, Pessimism, The Gay Recluse, The Spring Garden, Washington Heights | Leave a Comment
Tags: Flies, Meals, Pitcher plants, Sarracenia
In which The Gay Recluse compares and contrasts. Recently we stumbled across a review of The Curtain, Milan Kundera’s 2007 collection of essays about the art of the novel. We found the review notable 1) for its pretentious language and 2) for its failure to acknowledge what is really a rather shockingly homophobic passage in the book. Let’s start with the […]
Filed under: Conspiracy, Dissonance, Drivel, Language, Literature, Pessimism, The Gay Recluse, Writers-French | 14 Comments
Tags: Critics, Homophobia, Milan Kundera, The Curtain
On a Sudden Yet Completely Explicable Desire To Tell the Central Park Conservancy To Shut Up
In which The Gay Recluse asks The Central Park Conservancy to rethink its mailing-list purchases. So a few days ago we received a personal note from Douglas Blonsky, President, Central Park Conservancy and Central Park Administrator. Here it is, with our favorite excerpts! Dear Matthew: I imagine you treasure Central Park for the oasis that […]
Filed under: Architecture, Capitalism, Communism, Conspiracy, Dissonance, Drivel, New York City, Resignation, Ruins, The Gay Recluse, Washington Heights | 4 Comments
Tags: Central Park Conservancy, Douglas Blonsky, Fundraising
In which The Gay Recluse updates his informal but rather telling quantitative analysis of Modern Love, the weekly Style Section (of The Times) column in which openly gay writers almost never appear, and even less frequently describe a romantic relationship. This week’s piece: As a Father, I Was Hardly A Perfect Fit by Tim Elhajj […]
Filed under: Conspiracy, Drivel, Gay, Sickness, Stereotypes, The Gay Recluse, The Times | 2 Comments
Tags: Daniel Jones, The New York Times, Tim Elhajj
In which The Gay Recluse updates his informal but rather telling quantitative analysis of Modern Love, the weekly Style Section (of The Times) column in which openly gay writers almost never appear, and even less frequently describe a romantic relationship. This week’s piece: Let’s Not Get To Know Each Other Better by Joel Walkowski Subject: […]
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Tags: Conformity, Daniel Jones, Homophobia, Modern Love
In which The Gay Recluse presents a gay alternative to this week’s Modern Love offering in The Times. Those looking for our quantitative analysis should click here. Gay Modern Love Let’s Not Get to Know Each Other Better, Let’s Just Fuck By JOEL WALKOWSKI and THE GAY RECLUSE Published: June 7, 2008 A FEW months […]
Filed under: Conspiracy, Dissonance, Drivel, Gay, Search, Sickness, Stereotypes, Technology, The Gay Recluse, The Times | 8 Comments
Tags: Assholes, Butt Munches, Feelings, Feminine, Gay Modern Love, Homophobia, Joel Walkowski, Losers, Masculine, Modern Love, Straights
On How Incredibly Fucked Up: Book of Closet Cases Wins Lambda Literary Award for Men’s Fiction
In which The Gay Recluse is rather perturbed. Hey, apparently all it takes to win a Lambda Literary Award for Men’s Fiction — even if you’re not gay! — is to write a seriously homophobic treatment of a teen romance, get a bunch of testimonials from important straights, and put a smokin’ hot cover on […]
Filed under: Competitions, Conspiracy, Drivel, Gay, Language, Sickness, Stereotypes, The Gay Recluse, Writers-American | 4 Comments
Tags: Andre Aciman, Gay Voice, Homophobia, Lamda Literary Awards
In which The Gay Recluse updates his informal but rather telling quantitative analysis of Modern Love, the weekly Style Section (of The Times) column in which openly gay writers almost never appear, and even less frequently describe a romantic relationship. This week’s piece: My Dropout Boyfriend Kept Dropping In by Lee Conell Subject: A college […]
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Tags: Daniel Jones, Modern Love, The New York Times
In which The Gay Recluse is nonplussed. From our subway station at 163rd Street: We’re all for organ donation, but we find this advertisement rather too exuberant. Is this woman giving or receiving? Oh and another weird thing: someone graffiti numbered all the people in this poster. Seriously: creepy. “Awesome! I’m 24!” We’ve never seen […]
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Tags: Cheerful People, DMV, Organ Donors, Subway Ads
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On the George Washington Bridge Project: June 17, 2008 (Special Pansy Edition)
In which The Gay Recluse becomes increasingly obsessed with The George Washington Bridge. Time of Photographs: June 17, 2008, sunset. Today some guy called us a “pansy” on Curbed. Our feelings were hurt! Lol. We’re still kind of weak, but living in Washington Heights for ten years has toughened us up. The Gay Recluse is […]
Filed under: Conspiracy, Disease, Dissonance, Drivel, Gay, GWB Project, Stereotypes, The Gay Recluse, Washington Heights | 3 Comments
Tags: Anonymous Commenters, Coming Out Stories, Pansies, Self-Hatred, Sucking Dick, The George Washington Bridge, Weakness