kontextmaschine:

Oh man, Rocky Horror. That’s a big part of why I roll my eyes at the admonitions that I must totally reorder my worldview in accordance with our new post-gender utopia or else Be Judged By History: I am aware of the 1970s, which did not in fact turn out to be the thin end of the wedge.

And I’m not just talking about Renée Richards and Wendy Carlos, like the two big 70s rock songs drawing on the exciting novelty of trans women, Lou Reed’s Walk On the Wild Side and The Kinks’ Lola, peaked on the US Billboard charts at #16 in 1973 and #9 in 1970, respectively.

Rocky Horror Picture Show was a 1975 cult classic (from a 1973 stage musical) with an intense decades-long fandom, where a “sweet transvestite from Transsexual, Transylvania” introduces a normie couple to the wonders of polymorphous perversity.

Not just that, Tim Curry’s Frank-N-Furter was clearly drawing on Liza Minnelli’s Sally Bowles AND Alan Cumming’s Emcee from gender-nonconformity-fest Cabaret, hit 1972 movie from a 1966 stage musical, set in the early 1930s.

Whenever I see something about hip young guys who declare themselves pansexual but then caveat it so they clearly mean “people who would be considered women in 2008″, I think of Velvet Goldmine, the 1998 film about the 1970s post-hetero glam rock scene.

And what’s that one line, in the context of all the boys calling themselves bisexual and snogging each other for female attention (I only now notice the gender-swap parallel to ‘90s-2000s lesbian chic Girls Gone Wild culture), something like “the problem with declaring yourself bisexual, is eventually someone is going to expect you to have sex with a man”

Yeah actually from the other side of bisexuality largely holds up

I have been debating whether to call myself bisexual or pansexual. Like, the old personality thought (but never got to deploy) “straight, with a cis fetish”.

Trans women and men are eligible targets now. Is that cause my mind expanded, and I see them as “real” women and men, or cause I see them as mixes both parts of which work for me? Dunno!

My scope of “acceptable” purely cis women expanded in both personality and body types (which makes me think maybe there was something to the 90s sense of bisexuality as “anything that moves” low standards)

I was actually known in college for turning down sex with women that didn’t meet my standards. I think of this one girl who I had to take care of drunk one night, and I was like “oh! she was drunk! and a little normie besides! Also the freshman fifteen.”

And looking back on it her drunk “antics” either had the message of “pay more attention to me!” or “you know what I miss about Long Island high school? How I could just get drunk and vulnerable and someone would fuck me” and then when I finally got her into bed I had to take off her boots, and jeans, and she slid down her panties and masturbated in my face

I wasn’t so dense as to miss that, I just rolled my eyes and pulled up the sheets and left her but now ???