It all started long before Facebook was incepted. Years ago I used to spend my summers touring the east coast and working basketball camps. It was a fun, easy buck. One year, at a university in Boston (no, not Boston University), I met someone who has come back to haunt me via Facebook.
She was friendly and funny, and seemed pretty cool to hang out with. So, a good friend and teammate of mine did. Being around college athletics, it was quite obvious that many of the people we met were gay. No big deal. I didn't mind that as long as they didn't try any of that sh*# on me! This girl knew we were straight and everything was cool. One night at camp, the entire staff got together in the coaches lounge to eat pizza and watch some TV. Then, this girl, we will call Mae, broke out a video of her stint on MTV. No lie! She was on an MTV series! I was excited to see if it was Real World or Road Rules. I wasn't a big fan of either, but if I knew someone on the show I thought I probably could suffer through it.
She was not on Real World or Road Rules. She was on an even less conventional MTV show. One that came on well after hours. One called Drag Kings. Yup, that's right, Drag Kings. In case you can't figure it out, it is the opposite of drag queens. Women who dress up as men in their spare time. This, unbeknownst to me, was Mae's hobby. I was a little freaked at first, but the show was hilarious! I really thought it more of a joke than anything else. Mae was just trying to get in the spotlight; a moment in the sun. If this was how she had to go about doing it, she would!
Camp ended and as per usual, so did contacts with Mae. For me anyways. Secretly, my friend kept in contact and had a fun weekend with her. A weekend of weakness we will call it. Don't think about it too much, I know I try not too! It's much easier that way.
Anyways, after that little piece of info came out, Mae played no role in my life at all. Long gone and forgotten. Until the other day. A friend request of Facebook. It was from Mae, only, it wasn't Mae. Since you can check out the pictures before you befriend someone (if your privacy settings are on), I saw that our little drag king, Mae, no longer had a need to be a drag king anymore. She could simply be a king. She/he is a he/she. Pictures prove that she/he's got the junk in the trunk to be classified as male.
I always thought of myself as a very accepting person. For some reason, this Facebook revelation has made me quite sick to my stomach. I can absolutely see Mae's face underneath the facial hair and it creeps me out. At least, for Mae, he/she has gotten to try the three things she declared she would want to do if she had male genetalia. I will let you use your imagination on that one!
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