Every year, I hear wild and crazy assumptions about what goes on at Gay Days. The Magic Kingdom supposedly turns into a hell hole of debauchery that’s something like Amsterdam and Las Vegas mating and producing an army of gay love children who go on a rampage of murdering nuns and slaughtering puppies and kittens. Think I’m exaggerating? Here are some quotes from an actual anti-Gay Days website:
“(Families) travel from across the country to Disney World, only to discover that the park has been taken over by red-shirted, orgiastic homosexuals. And imagine the horror of seeing the lovable and innocent characters, Mickey Mouse and Donald Duck, whom the children have been taught to accept and cherish, suddenly promoting the gay lifestyle to children.
“Throughout the day within Disney’s Magic Kingdom, they can be seen fondling each other, groping each other, engaged in open-mouth kissing, group urination in public restrooms – and worse.”
What the heck is group urination? And what could be worse? Group pooping? But wait, there’s more…
“During the recently concluded Gay Days, I not only saw men kissing men, but these shirtless homosexuals were twisting the nipples of each other and fondling the butts and groins of their lovers. All of this occurs out in the open, in public, every year, at Walt Disney World.”
All that is paranoid whacko enough, but here’s where it takes a turn straight into Crazy Town:
“You might cringe at the thought that kids as young as 4 or 5 will be at this meeting, but they surely will be. You can count on it. Their homosexual parents will take their little kids and parade them around as Gay and Lesbian Tykes. But how do these kids know they are homosexuals? Forget about the little ones. How does a 13 or 14-year-old know he or she is homosexual? There’s only one way to know for sure. And that means these parents are allowing them to engage in sex. Yet, more probable, it’s because these parents are making a determined effort to turn them into homosexuals, by taking such actions as: Carting them off to Gay and Lesbian Youth Meetings.
“Yes, these young kids are being TRAINED into a gay or lesbian relationship. And what a great place to start? Disney World! Where fantasies come true! Take the little tykes into a seabed of 100,000 homosexuals, introduced them into the raucous sex that is all around them, show them other little children who are homosexual, and maybe they can force their homosexuality on their kids.”
It’s pretty obvious the website’s author is clueless about homosexuality. As a doctor of psychology and trained counselor, I’ve worked with many gay and lesbian clients. All knew they were gay by their teen years, and many knew they were different quite early on, even though they were too young to know exactly what that difference was.
As Gay Days winds down for 2014, I’d like to set the record straight (no pun intended). Will you really see prancing she-males shoving their tongues down their partners’ throats at every turn? I’ve attended the event for many years now, and I hate to tell all those expecting horror and mayhem that you’re going to be sorely disappointed. Here’s the reality
1) You’ll definitely see a lot of red shirts. The red shirts are tradition, so yes, you’ll see a sea of them. They’re not only worn by gay men and lesbians, but also their family members and others who support them. Personally, I either don a red shirt or my rainbow “Straight But Not Narrow” tee. You might see some shirts with humorous double entendre sayings that have a gay twist, but they’re not any more graphic than the general t-shirts with double meanings you see on any other day. I personally love scoping out the best shirts, as some are very creative.
2) You’ll see PDAs, but very minor ones. I’ve seen some pretty shocking PDAs among straight guests on nearly every visit to the Disney parks. For example, go during the cheerleading events and you’ll need a gallon of eye bleach and an hour-long hot shower just to feel clean again. Most of the gay and lesbian guests keep things keep things tasteful during the event. You might see hand holding, quick kisses, and the like, but it’s very rare to see anything too intense. I personally see it as a great opportunity to introduce kids to the world’s diversity. If you have a young child who asks, “Why is that man kissing another man?” or “Why is that lady kissing that other lady?” it’s easy enough to say, “You know how men and women love each other? Sometimes two men or two women love each other that way, too.” Great teachable moment.
3) You’ll see a few ostentatious guests. Yes, there are some ostentatious guests during Gay Days, but I never find it to be in an obnoxious way. You know how adults come in elaborate costumes for Star Wars Weekends or Mickey’s Not So Scary Halloween Party? Picture that on a very tiny scale. My favorite was the two guys in rainbow Tinkerbell costumes, but alas, displays like that are few and far between.
4) The Country Bears Jamboree will actually have a line. The line will be made up mainly of large, hairy men. Visit my fellow HypeOrlando blogger, Adam Rhodes, if you need a hint on why that might happen.
Basically, you really won’t see all that much of a difference on Gay Days from any other day. Granted, wild activities do take place at private events during the week, but those require separate tickets and only attract the wilder element, much as parties at any typical conventions attract the party crowd. The average tourist is never going to see that because they’re not part of the private group activities.
Gay Days is ending for 2014, and somehow Orlando once again managed to escape a plague of locusts or a rain of toads, so I guess we’re still okay with God. Or wait…maybe I have it all wrong. My vehicle already got covered with love bug guts this year. I’ve always thought that, despite what Snopes says, they’re really the result of a genetic experiment gone awry. Maybe, just maybe, they’re actually a Biblical plague to punish us all via destroyed car paint for allowing this annual tourism boost in our town.
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