Friday, January 30, 2004

In my life, I love you more

Now here's a confession, one of my most favorite movies of all time (it's in the top like five) is GroundHog Day. Now until that movie, I really hated Bill Murray. I hated Bill Murray because he dated Gilda Radner way back when and I think that at age 22 when this occurred, I had a very serious crush on Gilda Radner. In fact, I had a crush on Gilda Radner until she died in May of 1989. I did however like Gene Wilder, he's a really nice guy. I was happy for Gilda that she married such a nice guy. I think I hated Bill Murray because he appeared to be a not so nice guy, he took Chevy Chase's place and he got Gilda to boot. Still, anyone who had to endure take after take of the puddle scene, deserves to not only get Andie McDowell in the end, but he deserves my respect for being such a patient fellow.

So last night a friend was telling me that she was having this discussion about the gay and lesbian struggle in the 60's and 70's with someone who was not even born during that time period. Apparently as they were having this discussion, this unborn child was quoting textbook/documentary type pseudo-intellectual stuff, that was way off the mark about how life really was for us'n queers way back when.  I told my friend that I always tell historical stories (ones I was alive for anyway) by relating stories as if it was just something that I experienced back in like 74. Like I would say:  "once, when I was like 20, I was at the bar getting wasted when the vice cops came in (you know they still did that to us back when I was 20) and then I did yadda, yadda and blah, blah, blah".  Course I always tell a story from my perspective and not an historical stand point. Maybe because I couldn't give a shit what authors or documentarians think or say about time periods I lived through. I know how things effected me personally, political or cultural ramifications be damned.

This is how history gets skewed. Children should never write their parents history. I can't imagine what the depression was like, nor WWII or the Korean War. I do however remember the Vietnam War and what it was like for me trying to come out in 1973.

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