Who’s on the cover?


I see straight people

Listen, I have nothing against straight people. Some of my best friends are straight. Even my parents are straight. But that doesn’t mean I want to see them everywhere — like on the cover of LGBT magazines.

The husband and I got Out last week and discovered James McAvoy on the cover. Good actor, but not gay. A few days later, we received Equality, the Human Rights Campaign’s quarterly magazine. Jennifer Hudson is on the cover. Talented actress and singer, but not lesbian.

Why do I care so much? Because I turn to LGBT magazines to get something I can’t find in mainstream publications — news about the LGBT community. When a publication puts a straight person on the cover, it’s essentially telling readers that out of all the LGBT people profiled in the pages of the magazine, none of them did anything more worthy than the straight person on the cover. It’s a little offensive.

I know that publishers need to put people on covers that will sell magazines, but we’ve got so many LGBT actors, writers, politicians, sports figures, and artists to choose from today. Surely one of them deserves a spot on the cover of Out or Equality.

Big Gay Ice Cream vs. bigot ice cream

The husband and I adore Big Gay Ice Cream in New York. We always go to the Greenwich Village location, and our favorite treat is the Salty Pimp (vanilla ice cream, dulce de leche, sea salt, and chocolate sauce). Big Gay Ice Cream is friendly, funky, and clearly open to everyone. We have recommended it to gay and straight friends alike.

That’s why I was a little shocked that one of Big Gay Ice Cream’s neighbors, Gallo Nero on Grove Street, is now billing itself as the home of “big straight ice cream.”

Some might interpret this as a playful joke, but it’s not. It’s just offensive. Gays have had to fight for every ounce of dignity and respect we’ve received over the past 40 years. It wasn’t long ago that it would be unthinkable to open a store with “gay” in the name. Big Gay Ice Cream is a reminder of how far we’ve come, and it gives us the energy (literally and figuratively) we need to continue the struggle.

Consider this: How would you react if an African-American opened a restaurant, and the place next door started offering “white” food? See, it’s clearly a slap in the face. It’s an example of the majority — the people of privilege — believing they’re being slighted when any else gains a victory.


Me enjoying a waffle cone at Big Gay Ice Cream. It has no calories.


Big Gay Ice Cream’s Greenwich Village location