As I embark on a career in broadcast journalism, I have to admit my fears. My fear is not the hideously low pay coupled with the brutal hours. Nor is it the fact that I may get a masters’ degree in something that will prove to never be worth the money. My fear is that I will be broadcasting to an audience that may not want to watch me simply because I’m black or a female or seemingly LGBTQ. How can someone be seemingly LGBTQ? Well, it starts with being an opinionated woman that refuses to show her breasts on the news. If you haven’t noticed, everyone from Oprah to U.S. Secretary of State has been accused of being homosexual even when they clearly say they are not. Now, there is nothing wrong with homosexuality, but there is something wrong with the perception that an independent woman must be gay. This had led me to one conclusion, that I might as well be gay.
In a recent interview with Vlad TV, Fat Joe asserted that Hip Hop is run by some kind of “gay mafia” that decides who gets records deals, awards, etc.
“‘The hip-hop community is most likely owned by gay, to be honest with you. I happen to think there is a gay mafia in hip-hop. Not rappers, the editorial presidents of magazines, the PDs at radio stations, the people who give you awards at award shows. This is the f**king gay mafia. They are in power. So why wouldn’t a guy come out and say, ‘yo, I’m gay’ and get that type of love. I mean, Lady Gaga, I don’t know if she’s gay but she’s running with that gay sh*t for real, and she is winning.'”
Joe also says that he’s probably already worked with a Gay rapper, and thinks that, in this day and age, if you’re a Gay rapper, “rep your set.”
It’s great that he’s so open-minded, but isn’t there something problematic about Joey (and many other people) thinking Gay people are a part of some kind of gang or club?
Check out the video below:
So it has come to mind lately that sexuality begins with responses to someone else’s arousing actions. Completely dependent on the first occasions of sexual excitement, sexuality also stands before us freely, not committed to hetero or homo orientations. When we talk about molestation and refer to it as a crime, we talk about adults that pervert the innocence of a child; or applying similar words, we talk about adults that interrupt a child’s normal path to sexuality, while sickly achieving easy sexual satisfaction. Contrasts between deviant routes to sexual activity (molestation) and normal routes interest me because, if I think about it, sexuality is never individualistic. We cannot think about our sexuality without the encouragement of other people to use our bodies in ways suitable for privacy. At best, our disgust with molesters prefers that children develop their sexual personalities with others that are equally impressionable and curious, but they cannot avoid being acted upon.