Biceps and Abs and Pecs, oh my!

I’ve got a bone to pick with Out Magazine and The Advocate.  Yes, I subscribe to both magazines and yes, I read both magazines (for the articles, I swear!).  However, when I read these magazines, I tend to get kinda pissed off.  I mean, the content is fine and everything and the articles are really well-written, but…the advertisements.  The advertisements really get to me.

Now, I know that’s kind of an innocuous thing by which to be annoyed, but look at them.  Go ahead and take a look at them.  I’ll give you some time.  If you don’t happen to have one of them, check out their websites. Go ahead.  I’ll wait a couple of minutes.

*files nails*

Oh good, you’re back.  How was it?  Did you enjoy the advertisements?  Did you love looking at all those buff, shirtless, smooth-chested men enjoying themselves on the gay cruise?  What about all the buff, shirtless, smooth-chested men modeling clothes?  Or, my particular favorite:  the buff, shirtless, smooth-chested man hawking life insurance for gay men with HIV.

So, you might have loved looking at that, and that’s what advertisers are banking on:  superficial gay men who are only going to do something because “hot” “built” “gay” “men” do it.  And don’t get me wrong.  I’m pretty superficial.  If I see a guy walking past me and he’s hot, I will probably ogle him.  But in these advertisements, the messages that I get are “if you want to have a happy, fulfilling life as a gay man, you need to have a 40-inch chest, washboards abs and be able to bench-press a fatty.”  And that’s not fair.  Maybe I’m biased because I’m a skinny-minnie who can bench-press 70 pounds on a good day, my skin tone is uneven and my arms are like limp spaghetti noodles, and it took me two months of cardio and ab workouts (plus a diet of more protein than I’ve ever eaten in my life) to have two visible abs, let alone eight.  Plus all those weird side muscles that buff guys get.

As a less-than-gorgeous gay man, does that mean I’m not allowed to be happy?  To have a relationship with the perfect guy?  And for that matter, what is the perfect guy?  If I’m judging it by these ad standards, I shouldn’t be happy with anyone less than someone who can grate cheese on their midsection.  (For the record:  I am not “attacking” men who have this kind of body.  If you have this kind of body?  More power to you.  I wish I could have that body, too.  I just wish that advertisers would realize that there are average gay men, too).

Well screw that.  I’m a tall, skinny, muscle-toneless homo and happy with that.  Isn’t that enough?

Well…isn’t it?

- Stephen

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