Pilsen | Queer

Five Years Out

Slow questions Paul's sexuality

COURTESY OF PAUL HOPKIN

COURTESY OF PAUL HOPKIN

Paul’s NOT Gay”—Slow Gallery’s latest show—was loosely conceived from a phone conversation between gallery proprietor Paul Hopkin and his father. Paul told his dad that he wasn’t seeing anyone, to which the older Hopkin replied, “Why do you bother telling everyone you’re gay if you aren’t having sex with men?” Continue reading
Politics | Queer

Illinois House Passes Gay Marriage Bill

The Black Caucus backed equality activists, despite South Side activism by opponents

This week, after nine months of uncertain deliberations, legislators in Springfield narrowly passed a bill that made Illinois the fifteenth state to allow gay marriage. The Illinois Senate had passed the measure this past February, but the House, worried about a lack of support, had postponed a vote until now. It was a heavily-lobbied and heavily-publicized process, intensified by the emphasis placed on gay marriage by both advocates and opponents this legislative session. However, the fight was fought beyond both the halls of the Illinois legislature and the liberal urban and conservative rural populations most associated with the debate. It also played out on the South Side of Chicago, demonstrating a split in African-American politics over social issues. Continue reading

Pilsen | Queer | Stage & Screen

Comedy of Terrors

“WOMEN! A Comedy” at Dream Theatre

COURTESY OF DREAM THEATRE

COURTESY OF DREAM THEATRE.

We seated ourselves to the sound of screaming goats, bleating out the “Heys!”, “Yeahs!”, and other long-drawn notes from popular songs and music videos. Dream Theatre, in Pilsen, chose to open the house to their play anthology “WOMEN! A Comedy” graciously early. They also chose to project above their stage these and other leavings from YouTube: exploding Disney princesses, parodies of nineties women’s exercise tapes, snatches of beauty pageants that ached for intervention from the Department of Child Services. Dream was obviously priming the crowd and the crowd shamelessly smirked at the girl failblogs—the aggregations of humiliating stumbles, slips, and slides—safe in the thought that it was all intended to ready them for louder laughs. Continue reading