Regarding a recent column by A.J. Cross, please “stop the insanity!” I can’t tell whether Cross needs a hug, a strong cocktail, or an intervention. About a month ago (Florida Agenda, Feb. 9, 2012: “Cross-Eyed: I Don’t Want to Be Gay”), I read his described attempts to apparently seduce a very confused man who hasn’t yet made up his mind whether he is gay or straight.
While most gay people can relate to the pain and confusion associated with coming out, for some people this is a life-long struggle, and these individuals deserve our sympathy as they decide how they should best live their lives.
The writer, while perhaps not meaning to, comes across as a predator exploiting a confused—and clearly emotionally-unavailable, to anyone—person more in
need of counseling than friendly advice from someone who seems to be looking to get into his pants.
Clearly this person, as described by Cross, is screwed-up: he is 28, dating a 49 year old woman as well as Cross who I gather from his other writing is somewhere in his late 30s or early 40s.
While the subject of his ‘affections’ is certainly in the throes of getting his head on ‘straight’—so to speak—the same can’t be said about the nameless woman, who appears to be a case of ‘Fag Hags Gone Wild’ (shocking!), while Cross appears to be in need of a good talking-to. The object of his affections has an excuse for being a “borderline” personality. What is Cross’ excuse?