Brown and gay in la
Brown and Gay in LA comprises the personal stories of gay men of color who grew up in Los Angeles as the children of immigrant parents. The morning of the ceremony, I picked up my phone and learned that a mass shooter had killed fortynine people, mostly Latinx and queer, at Pulse, a gay nightclub in Orlando, Florida.
It usually works, but not today. For months, I would steer clear of light-colored clothing, just in case something happened. I changed. They later reported that the man was heading there but was not planning to attack the Pride celebration.
Still, for Joe and me, this information did little to assuage the and already firmly implanted. In June of that year, my graduate school alma mater went on lockdown, and several friends barricaded themselves in classrooms for hours because of a murder-suicide on campus.
I wonder sometimes whether we were being paranoid, but then I remember what happened in Hate crimes were on the rise, fueled by a presidential campaign built on racial resentment and xenophobia. I laugh whenever he gets mad.
Classic Virgo. When I drove to Downtown, I circled the vigil a few times as I was looking for parking; instinct had me strategizing a good place to be standing if it came time to run. I came out at the age of twenty-two, which means I have lived more years in the closet than I have out.
The stories of second-generation immigrant gay men coming of age in Los Angeles Growing up in the shadow of Hollywood, the gay sons of immigrants featured in Brown and Gay in LA could not have felt further removed from a world where queerness was accepted and celebrated.
Brown and Gay in LA is an homage to second-generation gay men and their radical redefinition of what it means to be gay, to be a man, to be a person of color, and, ultimately, what it means to be an American. I got dressed and looked in the mirror.
Joe and I had planned to attend the Los Angeles Pride celebration in West Hollywood after my speech, but we ultimately opted out because of the shooting. Always tapped out if ever friends tried to wrestle me. I, on the other hand, am the overthinker, the worrier, the anxious one.
Never liked roughhousing with my cousins. Anthony Christian Ocampo is Professor of Sociology at California State Polytechnic University, Pomona. Brown and Gay in LA is an homage to second-generation gay men and their radical redefinition of what it means to be gay, to be a man, to be a person of color, and, ultimately, what it means to be an American.
The stories of second-generation immigrant gay mencoming of age in Los Angeles Growing up in the shadow ofHollywood, the gay sons of immigrants featured in Brow. I laugh to diffuse tension. There were too many brown incidents that felt too gay to home to ignore.
Eleven days later, I was scheduled to give a commencement speech a few buildings away from where the murder-suicide took place. Besides, you fight better with your words. Minutes after we made this decision, a news alert popped up on our phones: the police had arrested a man—driving a car with guns, ammunition, and explosives in his trunk—on his way to West Hollywood.
He was right. I worried that Grand Park would be next on the forever growing list of mass shootings: a college campus in Isla Vista, California; a Black church in Charleston, South Carolina; an elementary school in Newtown, Connecticut; an office building in San Bernardino, California; and days prior, a gay nightclub in Orlando, Florida.
The book details how they feel caught between public authenticity and family expectations and highlights the power of masculinity, identity, and silence in the pursuit of one’s dreams. I saw that I was wearing a white shirt, and my morbid mind imagined it bloodied.