L.L: Gone to a better place, Roska status.
Lindsay Lohan’s freckles have become a kind of unconscious synecdoche. Those of us who believe that the fixed categories of sexuality offered up by the twentieth century cannot be aligned to the true human experience should recognize something very important in her queer identity. The reality that has seeped into her already decaying self-fabrication is arguably even more radical than she is given credit for. Her homosexual relationship does not signify anti-erotic exploration, as is generally associated with commercialized girl-on-girl sexuality. Rather, the mainstream exposure her and Samantha have received as result of their celebrity, shockingly seems to demonstrate nothing more than the conventional nuances of any other paparazzi-dogged Hollywood couple. The exposure itself has been typically insubstantial. America has beautiful way with denial and can cling to it forever in relation to its sweethearts. Through narcotic addictions, grave criminal convictions, and virtually any other scandal (except maybe with the exception of weight gain or a bad haircut) America will postpone the true acceptance of its starlet flaws. But the way Lindsay and Sam are finally becoming seamlessly incorporated into the tabloid roundup of supposedly declining or thriving relationships signifies progress. It initiates a vital change in perceptions of human sexuality and the fluidity that essentially defines it. Would Onch Movement have been allowed a chance to become Paris Hilton’s new bff, even five years ago? My opinion is that no, he/she certainly wouldn’t. If Hollywood is starting fundamentally to respect and represent forms of existence that lie outside the normative categories of its culture, then different levels of acceptance surely should begin to resonate across the more globally isolated regions of the States.
The silence that accompanies the myriad pictures of Paris Hilton engaging in “lesbian” activity does not mean that America is down with poststructuralist theories of gender and sexuality. What a funny idea! Homoerotic exposure of this nature is always shrouded in a stigma of pornography based around male enjoyment. Although it is extremely clear that the vulgarity of images such as these cannot be associated with love, lesbian or otherwise, they are still representations of something that rarely gets properly voiced in the mainstream media. I think that Lindsay, more than her girl (whose lack of significant cultural contribution and overtly Dior Homme/Chad Muska “dykey” image makes her less considerable) deserves a major acknowledgement, even though apparently she’s a crazy bitch.
