Blame It On RuPaul?
Speaking of cheap ironies, sweet Alveda, that soul of unifying Chrisitan charity, wrote that Coretta Scott King's support of reproductive freedom and queer rights would bring down "curses on your house and your people…sickness will come to you and your house, your bloodline will be cut off." But then, she claims to understand more about Dr. King than his mere widow did: "I've got his DNA. She doesn't, she didn't...Therefore I know something about him. I'm made out of the same stuff." So clearly, marriage ain't the exalted, het-only union of souls that it's cracked up to be, huh?
And then there's the peculiar notion, promulgated by famed "ex-gay" Bible-thumper Little Richard, that homosexuality is "contagious," due not to a gay gene but a gay germ. Which is really just another way, absent medical proof, of saying that sucking dick and getting fucked up the butt is damned attractive to a whole lot of guys. And yes, that brings up the homophobes-are-closet-cases thesis, which I don't think is necessarily true.
It just often is.
Now, scapegoating of any sort stems from anxiety, and Lord know we all—especially many African-Americans—have a lot to be worried about. Also, it's widely reported that a number of black women feel enraged by finding out their guys are on the down low…though it's reasonable to assume that if homosexuality were less demonized by many in their community, fewer men would engage in closet-based infidelities.
Still, and I've said it before: fundamentalist Christians aren't big on the whole logical-proof thing. It is, in fact, anthema to them. So when you call them on their inane homophic bullshit, the best you're gonna get is a blank stare and a "Praise God." But if intelligence is an evolutionary plus, an aid to the survival of the species, then Alveda King is today's exhibit #1 on why we may indeed all be headed down the Darwinian tubes.
Be afraid. Be very afraid.
And don't forget to blame RuPaul. Maybe Johnny Mathis.
But honey, you don't want to mess with Wanda Sykes!