Maybe I’m jaded
But I’m not getting why the Lambda Awards censored Origami Striptease from their reading. What, it’s got sex in it between ambiguously gendered people who talk melodramatically about their gender while sticking things into other things? “We only make religions out of things we cannot know” he said. He opened up the Braille of me, and read.” Then she slices her panties off with a knife. Isn’t that what being queer in San Francisco is more or less about?
Actually, on seeing the video, I speculate that there may have been a reaction to it being a video and Munson’s (cute) slightly hoochie-mama poses and camera angles and that white fur rug thing. On paper I’m sure it looks all properly “literary” even if it is about nerd-queer genderfucked white girl philosophical musings about assfucking and pussylicking. If Peggy Munson had stood up and read it, it’s not like anyone would have stopped her. So my guess is the video made it get judged as porny.
I still don’t get it though. I’ve heard way dirtier! AT the San Francisco Library. Is this Kathy Ackerville Central? What? And the too straight part I’m completely missing; it was obviously not straight.
My theory, seriously:
Because Katherine Forrest heard “he,” “tongue, “panty” in the first half-minute, panicked/squicked, and didn’t watch the rest.
I’m with Lori. The sentence that’s been going through my mind for weeks now is, “Whatever you can say about ’70s lesbians, ‘inclusive’ was never one of the group’s main characteristics.”