It’s over.
Lacey is mine.
I’m straight now.
I was before too. But you refuse to accept that possibility. And we’ve spent over a year exploring and explaining it.
…I was straight. I’m sorry. And no, my soul belongs to me.
Goodnight from me and Lacey. Red still wants to write a humorous post. I doubt we will but if we do…Lacey and I will be signing off now.
“Lem what’s it like experiencing straight privilege?” asks a gay man.
“I already was.
Really.
And do you want to know why? …Because I was straight. So…I could turn off my homosexuality in distress. *he laughs* Like if I was in a public place and I could tell I’d be attacked? I turned it off. And I reconciled it as being in self-defense.
I really only acted gay when it was safe or I felt it was appropriate. So with friends in elite circles. Sometimes in front of cameras. Sometimes not. …They noticed that irregularity in Nazi Germany.
No…I actually was straight. So…people subconsciously gave me that.” says Lem.
“Were you ever harassed for being gay?” asks gay man.
“Yeah? But I’ll say pretty rarely.” says Lem.
The gay man laughs.
“Lem…why didn’t you ever tell anyone about the woman you thought about?” asks a 1990’s actor.
“I felt that was private.” says Lem. “Say…goodnight!”