When I was a young woman and alienated teen, the gay bars were so welcoming and safe, it was a safe place for some of us who didn’t fit at the keg parties and proms and shit. We didn’t bother anyone just danced, drank, enjoyed ourselves. Made friends, watched drag shows. It probably helped me stay sane back then. Not to say that was anybody else’s responsibility, just that that’s what it did. They liked having stylish punky girls there, were always welcoming.
Of course that was decades ago and we were not like “tourists” there, if that makes sense, there was more overlap between subcultures and back then at least the gay guys were a subculture. We stayed close to some of those guys, but over half our older gay friends died of AIDS, including two who killed themselves when they got HIV.
When I was a young woman and alienated teen, the gay bars were so welcoming and safe, it was a safe place for some of us who didn’t fit at the keg parties and proms and shit. We didn’t bother anyone just danced, drank, enjoyed ourselves. Made friends, watched drag shows. It probably helped me stay sane back then. Not to say that was anybody else’s responsibility, just that that’s what it did. They liked having stylish punky girls there, were always welcoming.
Of course that was decades ago and we were not like “tourists” there, if that makes sense, there was more overlap between subcultures and back then at least the gay guys were a subculture. We stayed close to some of those guys, but over half our older gay friends died of AIDS, including two who killed themselves when they got HIV.