I complained further up thread that, while most of humanity old cultures might be biased against women, they weren't ALL like that. Blanket Men Hatez the Wemmonz strikes me as Did Not Bother With Research or Fleshing Out Characters... Both of which are awful writing.
I'm not gay, but I once wandered into London's Pride Parade while I was study abroad. (It was aamazing. And most people looked good in their non-standard outfits. The people I was with were, uh, less impressed.) But most people are sensible enough not to wear that stuff to work.
The only thing I've ever seen close to that in everyday life was a man who wore his coat with such an elegant flair that I sighed with delight every time I saw him in winter-wear. He wasn't particularly handsome but the way he wore a thick black coat was just... *sighs happily.* And he *knew* I enjoyed him in his winter coat in completely non-sexual way so he indulged me more often than not.
Yeah. Again, I'm not gay but I live in a part of the U.S. where it's pretty obvious that it could Go Very Badly if a gay guy were to hit on a straight one. I mean, I've been hit on by lesbians and I was nice about not being interested and they were nice about being turned down and then we hung out or had drinks or whatever. But it doesn't always work out like that. I knew a guy in high school whose dad kicked the shit out of him when he walked in on the guy's sexual orientation. I knew a girl in college whose parents disowned her over that. And I've had workmates lie about the gender of their significant others because they didn't want to get fired. You don't have to be gay (just moderately observant) to get the idea that it's okay in some places but not okay in others and that a gay person'd best know which is which before s/he puts him/her self out there.
In fact, I can only think of one instance where a gay guy hitting on a straight guy worked out well. They ended up friends but the gay guy never stopped flirting with him. The straight guy once told me that he used the other guy's flirtatiousness as a barometer of his moods. Years later when we were all in college, the straight guy said to hell with it and asked the gay guy out. But it was very much a case of 'I'm not gay but I like you. A lot. In spite of your packaging, which I seem to have grown fond of. Do Not Ask Me Any More Questions.' It was like watching water wear away at a stone.
And I haaate the Evil Gay Flirter Trope. I admit, I can't speak for all (mostly) straight women everywhere but the only people I've ever had problems with Not Buying a Damn Clue That I'm Not Interested were (mostly) straight men.
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I'm not gay, but I once wandered into London's Pride Parade while I was study abroad. (It was aamazing. And most people looked good in their non-standard outfits. The people I was with were, uh, less impressed.) But most people are sensible enough not to wear that stuff to work.
The only thing I've ever seen close to that in everyday life was a man who wore his coat with such an elegant flair that I sighed with delight every time I saw him in winter-wear. He wasn't particularly handsome but the way he wore a thick black coat was just... *sighs happily.* And he *knew* I enjoyed him in his winter coat in completely non-sexual way so he indulged me more often than not.
Yeah. Again, I'm not gay but I live in a part of the U.S. where it's pretty obvious that it could Go Very Badly if a gay guy were to hit on a straight one. I mean, I've been hit on by lesbians and I was nice about not being interested and they were nice about being turned down and then we hung out or had drinks or whatever. But it doesn't always work out like that. I knew a guy in high school whose dad kicked the shit out of him when he walked in on the guy's sexual orientation. I knew a girl in college whose parents disowned her over that. And I've had workmates lie about the gender of their significant others because they didn't want to get fired. You don't have to be gay (just moderately observant) to get the idea that it's okay in some places but not okay in others and that a gay person'd best know which is which before s/he puts him/her self out there.
In fact, I can only think of one instance where a gay guy hitting on a straight guy worked out well. They ended up friends but the gay guy never stopped flirting with him. The straight guy once told me that he used the other guy's flirtatiousness as a barometer of his moods. Years later when we were all in college, the straight guy said to hell with it and asked the gay guy out. But it was very much a case of 'I'm not gay but I like you. A lot. In spite of your packaging, which I seem to have grown fond of. Do Not Ask Me Any More Questions.' It was like watching water wear away at a stone.
And I haaate the Evil Gay Flirter Trope. I admit, I can't speak for all (mostly) straight women everywhere but the only people I've ever had problems with Not Buying a Damn Clue That I'm Not Interested were (mostly) straight men.