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LGBTQ history from a personal experience perspective.
Outed the same year as the first “pride”.
In 1970, during my junior year in high school, I was wrestling with my sexuality. That Spring I gave into my urges and started frequenting a local city park well known by tri county homosexuals. It was there I met my first “boyfriend”, who later became my partner of 13 years. My coming out process was not entirely by my choice but occurred when a mutual friend, out of apparent jealousy, outed both of us to our respected parents over coffee. I’ll never forget being yanked out of bed that night, thrown against the wall by my step dad and having the crap beat out of me. I’ll never forget the sound of my mother sobbing in the background. I’ll never forget my little brother’s four word explanation to my little sister as to why dad beat me up- “because he likes boys”.
Later I discovered that many friends I made came out during the period of 1969-1974. It was a pivotal era of breaking down your closet doors. Much of that whole coming out process was triggered that Summer in 1969 by articles I myself had run across. I believe one of the headlines was something like “Homos Rebel In New York Bar Raid”. Something like that anyway. That in itself was pretty unique, as up to that time mainstream media never really covered anything regarding “queers” or “homos”. But that was Stonewall and because of the number of homos involved was in the thousands it must have been newsworthy.
It did take some time for the full impact of that seminal event to be felt across the country. Soon after the “coming out family night” I and my first “boyfriend” had a stressful encounter with law enforcement (see the page on Police Brutality) Some months after that I attained drinking age and started frequenting Gay bars. Back then you could drive to Ohio and drink 3.2 beer at 18. By the time i was 19 I was maturing pretty quick and was drinking in Michigan illegally- but soon after the the legal age of Michigan went down to 18 as well. But during all this drinking age confusion more than once I witnessed police spontaneously rousting a bar, checking ID’s and confronting trans individuals and drag queens – much like at the Stonewall Inn. Although i never witnessed a mass drag to a paddy wagon once in awhile they would just select a couple individuals and yes, physically drag them out of the bar.Keep in mind that it was on the books that homosexuality was illegal. In addition local codes in many areas also made it illegal to dress as a member of the opposite sex. “Sex conforming attire” was the law cops were more than happy to enforce. Beyond that I recall one evening a couple of us witnessed police driving through a Gay bar parking lot taking down license plate numbers. We informed the patrons inside with an announcement that “Judy is cruising” (Judy Justice was one one of those slang terms we used back then). Many of us speculated on how that information would be used. However those were the days when the authorities were outing people with great glee which, in many cases, resulted in destroyed families as well as careers. I even knew of a high school teacher who committed suicide when the board of education fired him after the local paper published his name from a police sting park raid. To be honest these ingrained memories and experiences have made me wary of totally trusting law enforcement to this day.
But now it’s over fifty years later. Police don’t raid bars and no one uses the term “homos” anymore. The term “queer ” means something different than it did back then. It’s no longer derogatory and more a label applied to the community overall (although it took many of us time to accept that). Over the decades acceptance of the Gay lifestyle has grown. Younger straight people began realizing the persecution of the gays through the decades and became more accepting. They began to realize associating with Gay people was quite OK and in fact could be fun. Many have become “Gay allies” and have started frequenting the same Gay bars that just a few years before they wouldn’t even think about walking into.
Fifty years ago we could have only dreamed of the advances made in LGBTQ rights made possible by such growing acceptance. In 1970 we’d never have dreamed that same sex marriage would be legal or that an out Gay mayor of a medium size midwestern town, with a husband, could run for President of the United States- and make a damn good showing of it. Yes, these are all amazing advances and the primary goal of this site is to provide a review of specific events that got us to this point of social acceptance. I’ve organized that in the recent timeline in the gay history overview section.
However, over the decades of ever increasing acceptance I have developed concerns. My first concern is a growing loss of identity as a minority and the loss of collective energy that’s possible with that identity. It was the discovery in the 80s that collectively we did have power. We addressed inequality and stigma and fought for developing treatments in the battle against AIDS, over the objection of the Reagan administration. Organizations like Act Up and the Human Rights Campaign are prime examples while the fighting spirit of allies like Elizabeth Taylor made a huge difference.
But now I fear that sense of collective power which took decades to develop is being diluted. With straight people frequenting previous LQBTQ+ sanctuaries a deepening assimilation is taking place. Establishments identified specifically as “gay bars” are now few and far between. To many that may seem the ultimate goal of overall social acceptance but I, and many from my generation, fear that assimilation will lead to identity loss and apathy.
Without a shared identity a loss of appreciation for the history takes place and no one even cares to learn it. I’m alarmed every time I run into a younger member of the LGBTQ community who doesn’t even know why Pride is celebrated in June. They’ve never heard of Stonewall, The Upstairs Lounge Massacre, or our battle with the “Orange Juice Queen” (That was one I became involved with). I recall the boycott of orange juice we established and how you couldn’t get a screwdriver in a gay bar- anywhere. How this display of collective power helped bring Anita down by having the citrus industry disown her as a spokesperson. That was a great example of what we found possible we could do collectively. It’s that loss of knowledge of history that I most fear. Knowledge IS power.
Also many now assume the “rights” we now have are written in stone. They’re more a house of cards. From state to state and community to community LGBTQ equal protections regarding housing and employment can be vastly different. Major rights gained, such as equal marriage, can be swept away by an organized appeal to the Supreme Court from the current administration and the evangelical right. If we become so apathetic and complacent that we’re not paying attention to that possibility, and not prepared with our own organized response, all the progress since the first Gay Pride march in 1970 can be swept away. Not too long ago a millennial neighbor of mine noted that could never happen with the current level of acceptance. As a student of history I know it’s those types of assumptions that cause a society to bury its head in the beach sand – only to eventually pull it’s head out and realize the beautiful beach has turned to desert.
Be wary, vigilant and learn from history. And pay attention. There are forces at work -right now- intent on tearing down all the progress we hae nade since that night in June, 1969. The line of Those who fail to learn from history are destined to repeat it is more than fitting in this case.
JJ Fetter
Webmaster Editor and a Proud Homo.