Amanda Lepore and her court (All images via Getty Images/Out)
I went to the OUT100 party in NYC last night, a bash meant to celebrate the magazine's annual list of 100 influential LGBTQ+ people.
I didn't have the energy to do red-carpet coverage, as I have at times; I could live without doing another red carpet for the rest of my life. This week has been draining, too. Additionally, I have been upset with Out recently for its, in my opinion, unnecessarily deferential piece on right-wing agitator Milo Yiannopoulous, who was given a dedicated photo shoot that suggested he was merely a clown. He's worse.
Actor Paul Iacono
But I went and it was relatively nice to be surrounded by—as my friend called it—brethren. (Forgive the male lean.)
The party was smaller than usual, and I didn't spot stars. Was sorry to realize later that I missed Joanna Cassidy, among others.
The sad part was everyone had stories about family, friends and co-workers who had voted for Trump and who said they weren't against gay people, but ...
Actors Joanna Cassidy & David Millbern
Bob the Drag Queen
Marriage-equality warrior Edie Windsor
Actor Ray Santiago
Then as I was leaving, a black SUV with the alarming vanity license A ARYAN picked up some of the people from the event. I have to believe it was a hired ride and that there was no connection, but seeing that after hearing stories that have popped up about kids and others attacking people for being gay or of color in Trump's wake was eerie.
As good a pic as I could get at a distance at night. (Image by Matthew Rettenmund)
I also witnessed a white Wall Street type being extra-rude to an Indian clerk at the 7-11 on my block, annoyed that the guy's accent seemed to slow his ability to quickly retrieve a favored brand of cigarettes. I wasn't dreaming, because as I walked home, the Wall Street type's female companion shouted WHAT? and stopped walking with him. He kept going and cockily called back, C'mon, we're not kids. Her response was, Do you realize women bleed to death from illegal abortions? Literally bleed to death?
I'd also heard a well-heeled black women telling a friend, Well, Trump's a New Yorker, I really don't believe he ... And the rest, unheard, was obvious.
I don't know if Trump despises gay people, though it's a safe bet he has a macho disdain for us. (Ask Roy Cohn how he feels about gays with HIV.) But I don't care. I'm not trying to determine if he is anti-gay, I already know he has no choice but to do anti-gay things to please his constituency.
So that was my night, and that is why the very nice party felt very, very somber.