A Romantic at Heart

On Thursday, Toronto discovered it had a serial killer preying on gay men. Or perhaps I should rephrase that. The general population of Toronto discovered that it had a serial killer preying on gay men. Not the community itself, which had long suspected that the growing list of missing men with similar physical characteristics and…

Make the Yuletide Gay

Daily Xtra just ran a piece I did on the challenges facing queer people during the holidays. You should check it out by clicking the image or link below! Why the holidays can still suck for queer people, even when you’re out Happy holidays, everyone. I just bought $30 worth of gourmet treats for the…

A Love With Many Names

Yes, Call My By Your Name is good. Very, very good. I went in with elevated expectations and a cynical Cinema Studies attitude, but I was completely moved by it. Luca Gaudagnino has made quite the film, and both Timothée Chalamet and Armie Hammer are fantastic in it. Even with some of my previously stated…

Yes, Armie Hammer Is A Babe

Armie Hammer’s people just keep throwing out thirst traps until all the gays are on the bandwagon, huh? There are only so many more times I can look into those dreamy eyes or marvel at that perfect nose or appreciate his perfectly manicured feet before critical thought ceases in my homosexual brain. Just look at…

The Nemesis of Neglect

2017 hasn’t been a particularly good time to be a queer person in Toronto. I mean, there is still significant division within the community over the demands made by Black Lives Matter in the 2016 Pride Parade, with Pride out roughly $1.3 million this year via lost sponsorship and lowered attendance. Hanlan’s Point, a popular and…

Saggy Ass Sad Girl Christmas

Today, I put up my Saggy Ass Sad Girl Christmas Tree. She leans to the side and turns on and off without notice, but so do I, I guess? At least the job is done. I’m not a big Christmas person. I’ve debated if this started later in life, or whether it has always been…

“Bro, Do You Even Lift?”

If you really think about it, the gym is strange. It’s a place where humans are encouraged to divorce themselves from the higher functioning and more cerebral tasks of society, and are instead told to tap into their most base and animal instincts. It’s space dedicated to physicality, where the NATURAL (but highly gendered) ORDER…

The Return of Miss Jackie Shane

Sometimes it takes fifty years for popular culture to catch up, huh? In the record store this afternoon, I was pleased to see the new Jackie Shane record sitting alongside St. Vincent, Lana del Rey, and Wolf Parade on the HOT NEW ALBUMS shelf. There’s Miss Jackie, resplendent in a hot blue belted number, casually…