Oh, baby blue! (Image by Alvaro Beamud Cortes for Vman)
ABOVE: Cooper shows how it's done for Vman.
BELOW: Keep reading for Trump tide turning, Delta steps up for queer employees, new books & music & more ...
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NYP: Even Rupert Murdoch's fascist New York Post is like, “No sooo fascist, President Trump!”
JOE.MY.GOD.: Even France's far right thinks Steve Hannon's Nazi salute yesterday was a bit much.
Delta stepped up here! (Images via Twitter)
TWITTER: Right-wing asshole fucks around with Delta, finds out!
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FERAL HOUSE: Available to pre-order now is a new Holly Woodlawn valentine entitled Love You Madly, Holly Woodlawn by Jeff Copeland. The book is described as a romp and an affectionate telling of how the trans Superstar and a young, aspiring writer met and crafted her acclaimed memoir A Low Life in High Heels (1991), and I love that the advance press touts “praise for the book from ... everyone!”
VARIETY: Hunter Schafer's new passport lists her as MALE. That's as fast as fascists work. A month in, and Trump is aggressively trying to erase trans people — it's not just about 10 trans kids wanting to play sports.
CBS NEWS: DOGE is taking credit for the auction of a public building ... that happened before Trump was even in office.
EW.COM: Alan Ritchson vs. Matt Gaetz is a VERY EASY battle in which to choose sides.
INSTAGRAM: Lady Gaga announces she will do a massive free concert in Brazil. Oh, what a great idea!
EXTRATV: RIP Alice Hirson, 95. She was Ellen's mom on Ellen, and as such appeared on one of the most-watched TV episodes in history in 1997. You know the one.
MY SUBSTACK: Check out my post on Vinylmania if you're into HiNRG, gay culture, NYC in the '80s & '90s ...
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KENNETH IN THE (212): Mags of the moment.
APPLE: Kim David Smith's Mostly Marlene is exactly that — pre-order it ahead of its March 21 release, and catch Kim at Joe's Pub. Smith says of the ambitious, all-too-timely project:
Mostly Marlene is a behemoth of joyous gay sensibilities; Minnelli, Minogue, and of course, Marlene, are manifested not only in the idolatry practice of queer worship (arguably an artform in and of itself), but also as a musical tableau against which I exist in my gayest form: as an internationally fame-ish cabaret nuisance. Releasing this record in 2025 feels akin to an act of protest, in fact, I declare it as such: wreathing myself in the music of one of the world’s most celebrated bisexuals, I pronounce myself QUEER with every whispered aside, and every belted show tune alike, and in the listening of Mostly Marlene, I invite my audience to celebrate queer existence as resistance.
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