I’ll come back and comment on this later. For now, I just want to get it posted here. It’s nearly a month old. I’m a little slow on the uptake sometimes, even though I get the Times delivered to my doorstep every day. It’s not something I’m proud of, but there it is.
Generation LGBTQIAIn the breakneck six-and-a-half-minute monologue – hair tousled, sitting in a wood-paneled dorm room – Stephen exuberantly declared himself “a queer, a nerd fighter, a writer, an artist and a guy who needs a haircut,” and held forth on everything from his style icons (Truman Capote and “any male-identified person who wears thigh-highs or garters”) to his toy zebra.