If you were me, you’d be wondering about you. Who you are, what brings you here, what you think about, wonder about, obsess over. You as me would wonder what kind of person you are, and, is the person you are close to the person you want to be?
If you were me, you’d wonder some general lesbian things: of the people who visit, how many are lesbians? What kind of accents do they have? What do their voices sound like? What movies do they like? What kind of shoes, boots, socks, watches do they wear? What do they look like? How many have THAT smile..? Freckles? How many have dark hair, red hair, blonde hair? (We have already established that I spy looks, so if you were me, you would too.)
Because it’s something I’d do, you would wonder about tribal identification: of the lesbians who visit here, how many identify with a tribe, or want a tribe. You’d be curious about the largest tribe, the middle tribe and the smallest tribe. And of course you’d be very interested in how many are of the do-not-categorize-me, non-tribe of iconoclasts, a tribe full of The Lone Lesbian. And you’d wonder with a slight frown at the I-am-a-lesbian-but-don’t-care-for-any-of-that-feminist-nonsense tribe. And of course the sub-tribes of partnered, single, dating, heartbroken, troubled…
If you were me, you’d have a bourgeois moment: (sad, but true). How many are in health care, in business, in academia (teaching or studenting), in retail, in government, service industries, retired, artists, writers, creative arts, or living the way they want to?
You’d wonder if any of the people who visit here who are not your friends, that you don’t actually know, are the kind of people to sit and spend time with at a cafe and if so, what on earth would we talk about?Art? Writing? Travel? Yoga? Music? Workout routines? Books? Women? Relationships? Pets? The changing world? Sex and sensibility? The role of women in data mining and skateboarding?
If you were me, you’d wonder a lot about many things, some connected to being a lesbian, some connected to being a woman, and some not connected to either of those at all. Like tonight: you’d wonder how it is that people believe the end of the world as we know it is scheduled for 11:11 p.m. on December 21, 2012. Or possibly May, 2012. By the way, that’s right after the end of science as we know it, which follows the end of the family as we know it, which follows the end of good vanilla ice cream as we know it, which comes after the end of the world’s bee population as we know it which is all signaled by the end of the Siberian Tiger as we know it. So not all wonderings are lesbian.
Of course, if you are not a lesbian, or a bisexual woman, or are not a woman questioning her sexuality, or are not a woman at all, if you were me, you’d be wondering and waving hello.
That’s if you were me. But you aren’t me, you’re you. And whoever you are, thank you for dropping by…