Because gender is something that I do every day, just like every other human being on the planet, I will never complete my gender identity. Gender identity is forever in flux, and continues to change throughout one’s life. My relationship between gender, gender norms, sexuality, and society are forever changing, and remain unhinged. Beginning in roughly 2008, the idea of the “hipster” emerged into mainstream culture. The hipster was someone who tried to be different than everyone else by having unique fashion, music, and lifestyle choices. When in reality, the average “hipster” looked very similar to every other twenty-four year old craft beer connoisseur that roamed the city streets on a fixed gear bicycle. The imperfect word I use to describe
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My best example is my relationship to homosexual males. Growing up in Minneapolis, a large, liberal, and progressive town that has a high population of gay people anesthetized me to gay culture. Later, in high-school, I found myself working at a bar with young people some of which were gay. I remember feeling an obligation to go out of my way to be friendly towards them, to prove to myself and my coworkers that I wasn’t homophobic. On the other hand, I felt an urge to keep my distance to a degree because seeming “gay” to them would put me in a terrifying place at the time of possibly engaging one of my gay coworkers intimately. The part of me that tries to initiate overly-friendly behavior with homosexual men stems from two places, my parents, who Emily Kane would describe as Innovators, and the progressive liberal culture I grew up in. Since I was born, my parents worked to provide gender-neutral toys and games for my brother and I, as well as instilling a respect for all genders, sexualities, and races equally in us. My mother worked especially hard, because many of her coworkers and students use pronouns that do not comply with the hegemonic masculine culture that is reproduced in her work as a college
My best example is my relationship to homosexual males. Growing up in Minneapolis, a large, liberal, and progressive town that has a high population of gay people anesthetized me to gay culture. Later, in high-school, I found myself working at a bar with young people some of which were gay. I remember feeling an obligation to go out of my way to be friendly towards them, to prove to myself and my coworkers that I wasn’t homophobic. On the other hand, I felt an urge to keep my distance to a degree because seeming “gay” to them would put me in a terrifying place at the time of possibly engaging one of my gay coworkers intimately. The part of me that tries to initiate overly-friendly behavior with homosexual men stems from two places, my parents, who Emily Kane would describe as Innovators, and the progressive liberal culture I grew up in. Since I was born, my parents worked to provide gender-neutral toys and games for my brother and I, as well as instilling a respect for all genders, sexualities, and races equally in us. My mother worked especially hard, because many of her coworkers and students use pronouns that do not comply with the hegemonic masculine culture that is reproduced in her work as a college