Archive for the ‘Stereotypes’ Category

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: Was I on a Date or Baby-Sitting? Subject: For some reason a […]


In which Dante and Zephyr take over The Gay Recluse. Friends! We have spoken on this subject before, but feel that it bears repeating. Discard your assumptions and stereotypes! Open your mind to new experience! And — most of all — remember: not every cat is a lolcat!


In which Dante and Zephyr take over The Gay Recluse. Friends, consider this! While it is incontestable that there are many cats around the world who are happily (or not!) photographed and displayed in a staggering array of sizes, colors and dispositions, it is important to be sensitive to diversity and henceforth be mindful of the following fact: not every cat is lolcat!


In which Dante and Zephyr take over The Gay Recluse. Friends! Let’s be perfectly clear: not every cat is a lolcat!


In which The Gay Recluse scores selected opinion pieces in The Times. Maureen Dowd/Eggheads and Cheese Balls The Short Version: Obama and Hillary are both floundering. In her words: “At match points, when Hillary fights like a cornered raccoon, Obama retreats into law professor mode.” Score: B- (Basic) This column doesn’t break any new ground as Dowd trots […]


In which The Gay Recluse again laments the suffocation of the gay voice in American literature. If you’re like us, when you scanned through the list of books included in New York Magazine‘s recent “New York City Canon 1968-2008,” you had one reaction: wtf! where are the gays? In every other format, gays are represented […]


In which The Gay Recluse scores selected opinion pieces in The Times. Frank Rich/Tet Happened, and No One Cared The Short Version: McCain is a big fucking idiot. In his words: “The sum total of his public record suggests that he could well prolong the war for another century — not because he’s the crazed […]


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: When The Chutney’s Gone Subject: A very frightening woman describes a soulless […]


In which The Gay Recluse provides a gay alternative to this week’s Modern Love offering in The Times. Those looking for our quantitative analysis should click here. When The Chutney’s Gone (or Before I Came Out as a Lesbian, I Was the Worst Kind of Scary Sadshaw) By SUZANNE FINNAMORE and THE GAY RECLUSE Published: […]


In which The Gay Recluse scores selected opinion pieces in The Times. David Brooks/Pitching with Purpose The Short Version: The key to life (and baseball) is mental discipline. In his words: “Not long ago, Americans saw the rise of a therapeutic culture that placed great emphasis on self-discovery, self-awareness and self-expression.” Score: D (Destroyed) Although we […]


In which The Gay Recluse holds a contest. Sort of. Last week our newest correspondent The Blind Architect filed this report: You may be interested in this statue of George Washington I saw last week in Seattle. No musculature, but he does have a big sword. I have been watching the HBO John Adams series, […]


In which The Gay Recluse scores selected opinion pieces in The Times. Frank Rich/Hillary’s St. Patrick’s Day Massacre The Short Version: Why is Hillary such a lying liar? To cover up her Iraq vote, of course! In his words: “Incredible as it seems, the professionals around Mrs. Clinton — though surely knowing her story was […]


In which The Gay Recluse posts love letters from crazies. Remember a couple hundred years ago when Arthur C. Clarke died and we made fun of him for being a closet case? And how not everyone thought it was funny and we laughed at them too? Well, some people are still upset and can’t resist […]


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 We Got from Grief to Pancakes Subject: A woman finds a […]


In which The Gay Recluse provides a gay alternative to this week’s Modern Love offering in The Times. Those looking for our quantitative analysis should click here. How We Got From Grief to Pancakes By PATTY DANN and THE GAY RECLUSE Published: March 30, 2008 I WAS nervous about meeting my new partner’s parents, even […]


In which the Gay Recluse holds a contest. Sort of. Although this is not an official submission, we felt it was imperative to share a comment from reader GenghisKuhn in response to Seth Tisue’s entry from Philadelphia (shown below). Genghis writes: What makes this even funnier is that it looks like the J-Man might be […]


In which The Gay Recluse reads a book five years later and says wtf. Last fall, after we posted our thoughts on the suffocation of the gay voice in American literature, a reader suggested that for the sake of comparison we check out The Yacoubian Building, by Alaa al Aswany, which said reader described to […]


In which The Gay Recluse explores mythology. In response to our post on the nasty black smoke seen snaking around the rooftops of Washington Heights, reader David writes: FYI – asthma is caused more by a bad diet than by the air we breathe. Love your site, but the “asthma is caused by dirty air” […]


In which The Gay Recluse takes pictures and displays ignorance. First, a note from our new friend and GreenCine film critic James Van Maanen, who writes (with regard to the below shot): Is that first picture of a hawk, maybe? (I ask, because we are getting a number of here out here in Jackson Heights […]


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: Mom, It’s Me, Your Son, Finally Subject: A man in mid-life crisis […]