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On August 25th we left Bandera and drove across Texas, headed East. For the past several days we’d been snaking our way
South over the plains from Lincoln to Kansas City to Lawton to OK City and into Texas. From here we'll drive straight up across
half the country to Delaware and New Jersey. We're skipping the southeast this time because we've been there before and
because we can't do everything.
After three stops in Delaware and New Jersey we'll head to the rural Pennsylvania town of Lebanon where Jim Wheeler, the
boy our documentary film is based on, lived. In Lebanon we’ll meet queer youth whose uplifting stories show just how much
things have changed in the five years since Jim took his own life. We’ll also see Jim’s family and learn more about Jim and
the legacy he left behind.
Driving across Texas, we think about the legendary reputation of this state. Nothing can parallel our experience here.
Texas redeemed many things for us. Witnessing the crowds of men and women dressed in cowboy hats dancing with same
sex partners in Dallas' Lone Star Saloon dispelled many prejudices and preconceived notions about the modern-day "cowboy".
In our minds, before Texas, the cowboy hat was a quintessential symbol of insecure hetero male posing - worn by bullies in high
school who beat up gay kids and bark orders at girlfriends, or by George W. Bush and his oil buds. But suddenly we saw
cowboy hats become a fun accessory again, worn by happy fags and dykes, displayed proudly in homage to the legendary
ideals of brotherhood and sisterhood that swelter in the Texas air.
They say that when you come out of the closet (if you're a guy), you feel more masculine than ever before. If we believe
masculinity is the ugly scowl on Donald Rumsfeld’s face as he barks his way toward war at the expense of innocent soldiers
and innocent civilians, or George Bush’s pathetic swagger across the White House lawn, then this would seem impossible.
But masculinity is so much more than that, and the gay men and women at the Lone Star showed us that masculinity doesn't
have to be a fragile ground on which only big-mouthed straight men stand with clenched fists. Dancing arm in arm, those cowboy
hat-wearing queers were far more confident about their sexuality and their bodies than our pathetic Napolean of a president
could ever hope to be. There's few people alive less masculine than George W Bush. We'd pity the man if he wasn't so
dangerous. Bush is your classic overcompensating heterosexual male, desperate to prove a manliness he’s not even sure he has,
and willing to go to any extremes to do so.
Now that we've been to Texas and redeemed our admittedly prejudiced view of cowboy accoutrements, we can say with proud
conviction that big boy Bush doesn’t deserve to wear a cowboy hat. He and all the other bullies who terrorize the rest of the
world with threats and bombs because they're too wussy to reach out with compassion and understanding are a disgrace to the
legendary ideals that Texas - and America - were founded upon. To us, they're a disgrace to this country and an even bigger
disgrace to masculinity. They're the reason masculinity has become so synonymous with stupidity and abuse.
At its heart, masculinity is confidence and love. It's something anyone can "wear", and it's something the gay men AND women
in Texas displayed with such pride that we were nearly moved to tears. If they can reclaim this classic symbol of rugged manhood,
let it be a reminder to us all to take back the voices, cowboy hats, morals, histories, ideals, dreams, Gods, heavens, and loves
that are rightfully ours, even if others try to keep them from us.
Here's hoping the real cowboys win in the end.
A half dozen cowboys exercised their horses around the dirt arena in Scottsdale in preparation for the next two days, when they would rope calves, ride bulls and broncos and maneuver their horses around barrels and poles.
Some also would race goats, decorate steers and dress in drag, because this isn't your average rodeo - it's a stop on the International Gay Rodeo Association circuit.
The association, which formed in 1985 and stages the events partly to raise money for charity, has more than 20 rodeos in the United States and Canada planned this year, including one April 2-4 in Las Vegas. The finals rodeo is scheduled for Oct. 14-17 in Omaha, Neb.
Many of the participants are gays and lesbians who grew up in rural areas, are not comfortable in urban gay communities, and are drawn to the rodeo by the chance to connect with other gays who love horses and rodeo without the fear of being scorned.
Tommy Channel, who has been involved in gay rodeo for 20 years and is an administrative assistant at the association's Denver headquarters, said he originally left his hometown in eastern Texas for Houston to be around other gay people.
"But you still have the farm boy in you. ... You still need the culture also. You can't come out of your skin totally," he said. "When you are born into something, whether it be gay or the rodeo world, you can't just leave that."
Gays from rural areas often would stick out in big cities because they didn't talk right or wear the right clothes, said John King, the owner of three western gay bars and an early organizer of the rodeo association.
"They would never in their wildest dreams call someone 'Miss Thing,' " said King, 62, who grew up on a farm in Iowa.
The gay rodeo is a chance for gay cowboys to feel comfortable doing something they love.
"It was really nice to be around people who didn't care" whether you were gay, said Diane "Craze" Vosseller, a 45-year-old from Albuquerque, N.M., who has participated in about 25 gay rodeos. "You have to be gay-friendly or you can't be here."
But the friendly atmosphere belies the competitive nature of the event, said Keenan Allen, a 39-year-old from Mesa.
"Everyone wants the coveted belt buckle," she said.
The association's early days were rough, organizers said. Many rodeo grounds turned them down once they learned the rodeo was for gay cowboys.
King recalled trying to negotiate for an arena in Gilbert in 1985. After making a proposal to rent the facility, King and others explained they were from the Arizona Gay Rodeo Association, which combined with ones from Colorado, Texas and California to create the international association that same year.
"Three of the men, you could sort of see the red rise from the neck to their faces," he said, laughing. "It's just that the concept of gay rodeo was so foreign to them ... We knew our presentation was done."
For years, King feared those outside the gay community would discover gay rodeo. He worried it would invite violence or scare away gay participants who didn't want to be outed.
Today, the gay rodeo circuit has mainstream corporate sponsors that include Bud Light and American Airlines.
"I never thought I would see the day," said King. "Society had moved faster than I had."