Most everybody who's at all interested in gay rights has an opinion about Dr. George Rekers' recent vacation. The Miami New Times did some good journalism in discovering the noted anti-gay doctor's weeklong trip to Europe with a sexy, young male companion/rentboy/prostitute/sex worker.
Rekers presents himself as a scientific authority on homosexuality, and Florida's Attorney General, Bill McCollum (who is now running for Governor, and from Rekers) bought the pitch and paid him $87,000 as one of only two witnesses to defend Florida's gay adoption ban. Rekers testified under oath that lesbians and gay men are mentally unstable and thus unsuitable to be adoptive parents.
I have no idea why Rekers, a 61 year old married man, was taking a vacation in Europe with a 20 year old male; perhaps his wife knows. His explanations covered a lot of territory in their various incarnations: He needed someone to "lift his luggage" because of a recent surgery; He was just evangelizing a sinner (and paying a few thousand dollars for the opportunity, perhaps from the money earned from McCollum and the Florida taxpayers); He had no idea the young man advertised on the explicit Rentboy.com, touting his endowment and willingness to please customers; He was "never involved in any illegal or sexual behavior with his travel assistant."
It may not have been illegal, but if the "travel assistant" is to be believed, reasonable people could conclude that nude body massages involving "the long stroke" across Rekers' penis, thigh and anus is "sexual behavior." I guess it depends on what the meaning of "penis" is.
But as the right once again curdles in embarrassment, and the left piles on, I'd like to offer this observation: If the glaringly obvious conclusion is true, that Rekers is, in fact, a frustrated homosexual who won't allow himself to actually have sex with another man, then he has created for himself, exactly the hell he and his colleagues believe homosexuals are headed for or deserve. I can't imagine what it must be like to share a room - naked - with an attractive young man I've paid a lot of money to, and not have sex with him. Whether that's hell or not, it's certainly got all the earmarks of earthly torture.
And that's really the point. This is the torture closeted lesbians and gay men were forced to negotiate in the days when any disclosure of their sexual orientation could land them in jail, or worse. Even the most private moments could result in exposure, prosecution or blackmail, and the fear of going too far distorted the most intimate relationships. That was daily life for a person of homosexual orientation.
And this is the way the anti-gay side continues to believe the world ought to be. Rekers is, in fact, living in that world, the one so many of the rest of us have left behind as we've claimed our self-respect. His world - his hell - is now inhabited only by those who want it, or believe it is their fate.
That's the small, mean justice of this story.