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Watched All About Love 得閒炒飯 by Ann Hui tonight. Female sensitivity and humour always please you. The film’s quite direct in proposing alternative feminist ideas that carry academic weight; it manages to maintain its taste as popular culture.

Marginalising bisexuals by gays is no different from marginalising homosexuals by heterosexuals.

It is world-saving to make every husband truly please his wife (sexually).

Men do not suffer less than women in a patriarchal society.

*From my memory, not direct quotations.

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Another cracker, LOLs within the first few pages. Don’t tell people I tell you the online-reading link. [Warning: male gaze heavy]

Sandra B thanked her mother Helga B:

…for reminding her daughters that there’s no race, no religion, no class system, no color, nothing, no sexual orientation that makes us better than anyone else. We are all deserving of love.

If we need any religion at all, this would be our religion.

If we need any science to explain love, this would be our evolution.

This blog is not promoting homosexuality but aesthetics of genders and open-mindedness on sexuality.

Bluffin’ with my muffin wasn’t intended to seek (gay) attention. Gaga does like women and certainly had sexual relationships with women.

Beautiful eyes under the glasses, real ones, no more misconception about the tiny girl from New York, please.

BW: What’s the biggest misconception about you?

LG: That I am artificial and attention-seeking, when the truth is that every bit of me is devoted to love and art, and I aspired to try to be a teacher to my young fans who feel just like I felt when I was younger.

BW: Which was?

LG: I felt like a freak … I want to liberate them; I want to free them of their fears and make them feel that they can create their own space in the world.

GIRLS WHO ARE BOYS WHO LIKE BOYS TO BE GIRLS WHO DO BOYS LIKE THEY’RE GIRLS WHO DO GIRLS LIKE THEY’RE BOYS ALWAYS SHOULD BE SOMEONE YOU REALLY LOVE

So there had been a fuss over whether or not Clementine Ford really came out and whether or not she is really gay. Here’re some of the lines that caused the problem:

The truth is that I’m not technically out yet. Put that in your magazine. For me, there’s never been a distinction about anything to do with sexuality, so there was no declaration to be made. My siblings and I would bring home men and women, and as long as they were human it wasn’t a big deal.

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I never want to put a label on myself — but knowing that not everyone comes from such a liberal place, when something like Prop 8 comes out, you realize it’s important to stand up and be counted. A little gay kid in a small town is more important than whether I want a label.

Remember Scarlett Johansson — I mean, Cristina — said she didn’t want to label herself bisexual? That’s kind of how this is. Some people are disturbed by ambiguity but really, is it necessary to define love?

Some people eat only cheese their entire life, some drink only milk their entire life, these people do exist, but what gets you the enthusiasm to label them cheese-lovers and milk-lovers, just because you are one of them? And there are people who love both milk and cheese. What do you call them, bi-dairy-lovers? And for the others who prefer either at times, you start making up something like dairy-affection-confused?

AND cheese and milk are not the only dairy matters in this world!

Get over it.

(Dorothy Surrenders is a great fun blog to read, nonetheless.)

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BTW Clementine looks exactly like her mom.

BOLLEN: You were first lovers and then close friends and collaborators. You were something of a constant when Mapplethorpe was going though so much self-reinvention and self-discovery. The way you describe it in the memoir, it almost seems like it was ripping him apart.

SMITH: I was always a constant because Robert had a lot of duality. Part of it was his Catholicism andhow he was brought up—good versus evil, being straight versus being homosexual. They werebattling in him until he got to a point where these things were no longer a battle. They were just all of the things that he was. Robert and I were always ourselves—’til the day he died, we were just exactly as we were when we met. And we loved each other. Everybody wants to define everything. Is it necessary to define love? We just loved each other.

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BOLLEN: Were you surprised when the photography veered into homosexual themes and S&M?

SMITH: It wasn’t even homosexual. It was S&M. For me, S&M is its own world. You can’t call it homosexual. It’s so specialized. But, yeah, I was really surprised. I was shocked and frightened, because the pictures were frightening. Robert did shocking work. Those pictures should always be shocking. I shudder to think people could get used to seeing bloody testicles on a wooden board. But I was worried about him getting hurt or killed or something, because it was a world that I didn’t know anything about.

I can’t quote enough. Read, read, read it full.