today at the bookstore i asked the lady working if she had any lgbtq books that i could check out and her eyes magnified in what i mistook as horror and i thought i had offended her and then she said “i have a bag of lesbian fiction in the basement i’ve been waiting for someone to finally ask” and she all but burst down the stairs to get them for me
"I have a bag of lesbian fiction in the basement" is my new go-to pickup line
Lorraine Hansberry’s radicalism has been suppressed (erased? passed over?) quite deliberately since her death. This is a big deal.
Though she concealed her sexuality, as the times demanded, Hansberry was essentially thrice militant, addressing the “homosexual question” in an undated, handwritten essay on three pieces of yellow legal paper. The second paragraph of this treatise stuns with its radical dismantling of the unsophisticated argument — still promulgated in today’s pro-LGBT pop anthems and Grammy winners — that gays are “born this way”: “Since it does not follow that all which proceeds from nature is in any way automatically desirable for human good, it is silly and baseless to posit the rights of homosexuality on the remote (+ in some sense irrelevant) possibility of its possible congenital character.”