Fag hag

(My apologies to all my gay friends. I know that using the word fag may be derogatory. It’s not to insult anyone. I love my gay friends, and they know it.)

Phenomenal woman… Dazzling diva… Kagandahan… and my favorite… Dyosa. These are what my gay friends call me. Either they really think of me as the ultimate phenomenal friend, or they are just really savvy smooth talkers.

I’ve told people time and again that I have a very strong, yet peculiar affinity with gay men. Maybe because in my past life, I swear that I have been a gay man… a phenomenal gay!

I can prove that I know how it feels to be a man. I’ve told a few close friends about this story. While driving in traffic-jammed EDSA, I chanced upon this man doing his thing near the railings in the sidewalk. I swear to all the atoms that I know how he felt after doing his thing! I know it! I’ve felt it! I swear!!!

Ergo, I know that I was a man in my past life.

You want another proof? All gay men I meet immediately love me, or at least like me. One of my dearest friends even went to the extent of telling me, “Kung bading ka lang sana, naging tayo na!”. I was flattered, really flattered. And I felt the same way about him, and all my gay friends. I love them to bits! I love them because they are like me most of the times. Because of this affinity to my beautiful gay friends, some people have called me a fag hag.

What is a fag hag? Let’s dissect the words. Fag, according to the dictionary is the disparaging term for a homosexual man, short for faggot. Hag, is what you call an old single woman, considered ugly or frightful. Now… a fag hag is supposed to be a single woman, presently unattached, unattractive and destined to a life of loneliness.

If that is what it means, I refuse to be called a fag hag! I am certainly not one! The term fag hag has to be striken out of the English vocabulary! It is insulting not only to my wonderful gay friends, but also to us phenomenal dyosas.

Me and my single dyosa friends have this weekly Gathering of the Goddesses – either over bottles of beer, cups of coffee, pots of tea or plates of crackling liempo. It’s to affirm our strength and power over our lives and our destinies. It is also when we talk about our plans for world control and domination. Bwahaha! Seriously, it’s really fun, these gathering of the goddesses. It makes me realize that life is really about myself giving and reaching out to the world, and not about waiting for the world to reach out to me.

I love my life, because of friends like them – my sweet gay lolas, and my phenomenal dyosas. They make life special, colorful, worth living.

This is for Ram, Hamsy, Maitaqs, Imee-har, and to all the phenomenal dyosas who have shared their wisdom, their strength, their power.

This is for Ganesh, Noelle, Win, Onat, and to all my lolas who have yet to make their announcement, and make the world realize that they too are phenomenal.



9:36 pm
06 April 2006, Thursday
QC