Gilda

I wasn't offended, and you were clear in what you wrote. It's a serious complaint in a small way, but there's also a little bit of humor intended there. I like to poke fun at homophobes who seem paranoid about being seen as gay by turning their arguments around and being mock-offended at being considered straight.

Please note, I wasn't calling you a homophobe. You seem like a pretty cool person. I just have such a limited sense of humor that I tend to repeat what few jokes I do know.

And here's a nice story for the straight tomboys out there.

And a song:

I won't forget when Peter Pan came to my house, took my hand
I said I was a boy; I'm glad he didn't check.
I learned to fly, I learned to fight
I lived a whole life in one night
We saved each other's lives out on the pirate's deck.
And I remember that night
When I'm leaving a late night with some friends
And I hear somebody tell me it's not safe, someone should help me
I need to find a nice man to walk me home.
When I was a boy, I scared the pants off of my mom,
Climbed what I could climb upon
And I don't know how I survived,
I guess I knew the tricks that all boys knew.
And you can walk me home, but I was a boy, too.

I was a kid that you would like, just a small boy on her bike
Riding topless, yeah, I never cared who saw.
My neighbor come outside to say, "Get your shirt,"
I said "No way, it's the last time I'm not breaking any law."
And now I'm in a clothing store, and the sign says less is more
More that's tight means more to see, more for them, not more for me
That can't help me climb a tree in ten seconds flat

When I was a boy, see that picture? That was me
Grass-stained shirt and dusty knees
And I know things have gotta change,
They got pills to sell, they've got implants to put in, they've got implants to remove
But I am not forgetting
That I was a boy too

And like the woods where I would creep, it's a secret I can keep
Except when I'm tired, except when I'm being caught off guard
I've had a lonesome awful day, the conversation finds its way
To catching fire-flies out in the backyard.
And I tell the man I'm with about the other life I lived
And I say now you're top gun, I have lost and you have won
And he says, "Oh no, no, can't you see
When I was a girl, my mom and I we always talked
And I picked flowers everywhere that I walked.
And I could always cry, now even when I'm alone I seldom do
And I have lost some kindness
But I was a girl too.
And you were just like me, and I was just like you.

Dar Williams, "When I Was a Boy"

By the way, liking the Indigo Girls isn't enough to make you a lesbian. If, however, Dar Williams, Ani Difranco, and Emmylou Harris are all on your frequent play list as well, there may be reason to start asking yourself some serious questions.

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