By Lex February 12, 2014 @ 5:51 PM
It’s tough being an activist. You can be the preaching vegan, but when the meat-lovers pizza arrives at the apartment after a night of drinking, that’s where the rubber meets the road. Johnny Weir took a lot of grief from the rainbow flag wavers for attending the Sochi Olympics even though Russia hates the shit out of gays. Weir defended himself by saying the Olympics were solely about athletic accomplishment, not a proper forum for a political statement.
I’m not a politician and I don’t really talk about politics. You don’t have to agree with the politics, but you have to respect the culture of a country you are visiting.
That seemed to be enough for the Guardian Gays to lift the gate and let Johnny fly off to Russia, where he now apparently has realized he can’t come home without picking up a snow globe for his significant other and making some kind of political statement about how awesome it is to be gay. I guess that principle about respecting the country you visit had to be sacrificed in the name of getting back into his favorite clubs stateside. Johnny decided to really to stick it to Putin and Russkies by dressing up like Lara from Dr. Zhivago:
I’m here, I’m queer, I look fabulous in vintage Chanel, get used to it
As Johnny donned another haute couture blouse and leggings with perfectly matched pearls, millions of traditionalist Russians suddenly realized they have no real problem with homosexual men, they just really fucking hate Johnny Weir.
By Lex January 17, 2014 @ 4:27 PM
Even as Obama is trying to carpet bomb Russia with every gay athlete he can find, gay activist groups are calling for those same same-sex loving Olympians to boycott the shit out of Sochi. But figure skater Johnny Weir has told them to go take a long gay hike. He’s going to Sochi. Not as an athlete or anything, he’s not on the team. He’s just going to hang in the Olympic Village around the showers for when security calls for mandatory lockdowns due to the inevitable terrorist attacks. We only have moments to live, open mouth kiss me, you Hungarian bobsledding man-fool.
I could never boycott the Olympics whether they be in Pyongyang (North Korea), in Uganda, in Iran or Mars. I would have competed there because my whole life has been about going to the Olympics. Being gay isn’t something that I chose, being gay is something I was born into. But being an Olympic athlete was something that I chose and something I worked hard for and I’ll see it to any necessary end.
It actually did end, Johnny. But I get your point. The Olympics isn’t a place for politics. That what athletes say about the Olympics when they really want to go even when it’s in horribly repressive countries. It’s what performers like Beyonce say too when they go sing at private parties for dictators’ kids. That’s just about the music, or the sanctity of the birthday party. Sometimes it’s hard to be politically correct and also get what you want. In those instances, nobody in your coffee klatch is going to blame you for a little lying.