PoMoSexuals: Challenging Assumptions About Gender and Sexuality
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PoMoSexual: the queer erotic reality beyond the boundaries of gender, separatism, and essentialist notions of sexual orientation.
in my mom's identity, as an outspoken feminist and activist as well as a lesbian, crystallized when I met and became friends with several women my age who were going through the coming-out process. When they looked to my mother as a heartening example of a lesbian with a successful career and a family, I appreciated for the first time what it meant to have grown up with a role model who rejected traditional patriarchal values. By my senior year of college, I was born again as a lesbian
concepts which suggests infinite subversive meaning in any text (including the body), depending on who is doing the suggesting. But how much can any given sex act really signify, or really subvert? It's certainly true that the personal is political, in the sense that one's identity, even in its most "intimate" components, is informed by a larger sociopolitical context. Yet the idea that individual sex acts will, over time, somehow permeate and alter the collective social consciousness seems a
Modernism to serve as its foundation. Similarly, we have been nurtured in the gay; the gay and lesbian; the gay, lesbian, and bisexual; and the gay, lesbian, bisexual, and transgendered communities-without them, we would not be who we are, would not be measuring ourselves against their standards. These communities serve profoundly as our homes, our intellectual and political sources, even as we chafe to make them bigger and even less restrictive. Postmodernism looks for art and meaning
loved him for that with all my soul. We fed each other fat baby carrots and beamed at our own enjoyment. "Ah, the ass;' Geoff intoned, "the temple of the gods" I giggled, lifted a carrot in a toast, matched his tone. "And the sphincter-gateway to the heart." He nodded, licked his carrot, reached down, shifted a strap, and inserted that carrot deftly up his butt. He looked up at me, grinned, rolled a carrot in my direction, raised one eyebrow. "Least speech," I heard myself tell him. Then
What the Jewish community fears, of course, in these intermarriages and relationships, is assimilation. We define ourselves by our otherness, our separation and difference from the goyim, those who are non Jews. In my experience, nowhere is our Jewish difference more apparent than in an interfaith relationship; my Jewish friends in mixed-faith relationships have a far stronger sense of their identities as Jews and an awareness of Jewish culture and tradition than the Jewish couples I know.