Another point to the ‘gay-friendly’ thing is having a community support system. I’m gay and I have been to several different schools in different parts of the country. In Santa Cruz or SF, you have an active community of other gay people. Clubs, activities, basically a kind of ‘hey, we’re all gay, it’s cool!’ support system. Being gay is more than tolerated in these areas, gay people are accepted and it’s really no biggie if they want to have drag bingo or something silly.
Now, if you went to school in WV, like I did, you would find a totally different atmosphere. Yes, there was anti-discrimination policy. At the satellite school of WVU in Parkersburg, it would have been weird for me to be openly gay and I did not feel comfortable. No gay clubs, no community, kind of lonely. My Sociology professor LOVED me because I sat in front and was willing to give the ‘gay perspective’ to edumacate these kids who had never ever met a gay person before. It was so bad that I volunteered to be the lesbian on the sexuality panel he gave once a semester, where people could come and ask questions of GLBT people.
I transferred to WVU after completing pre-req requirements.. There was a, singular, gay club at the university. The atmosphere was slightly better, more tolerant and more knowledgeable, but still mostly not. I remember these two kids that I called Beavis & Butthead, who sat in front of me all semester, and who I pretty much wanted to smack in the back of the head at least once per class for being total dumbasses. It was Pride Week, the gay club was holding events, and there was a picture of drag bingo on the front page of the school paper. I caught the tail end of Beavis/Butthead’s conversation with the teacher, and the tone of the teacher’s reply caught my attention. He was obviously uncomfortable and disapproving with what B&B were saying. Beavis said, Pshhh.. gay pride? What about straight pride? I tried to bite my tongue, but I couldn’t contain myself. I leaned forward and said, No, that’s every other day of the year.
Do you know how often I heard the words ‘fag’, ‘faggot’, and ‘that’s gay’ (or ‘you’re so gay’)? Like, on a daily basis. And none of these kids even had an inkling that it was offensive. I developed a standard little 2 minute lecture I would spout whenever I heard this kind of language. I mean, they can think I’m a bitch or whatever, but at least someone has told them that sort of thing is offensive to people, you know?
Anyway, sorry.. apparently, I’m very rambly today.