This week has been a very “out” week.

Happy national coming out day everyone!

I’ve never really done anything to celebrate this day and I don’t think today will be any different.

I find it interesting that we go through so many “main” or “big” comings out: the first coming out, the one to family, to work etc… But, when you think about it, we never stop coming out. Whether someone new joins my department at work or I’m introduced to a friend’s boyfriend, I am always coming out.

I find, as I get more comfortable, I am discovering new ways to come out. Sometimes I simply chuck in a few female pronouns into conversation or sometimes I challenge people on what they said. Just recently, I was saying to someone at work about a sexual dream that I’d had and someone else interrupted by saying “Heterosexual or homosexual?” and I responded “Homosexual, like they always are. Why do you ask?”. Turns out, she’d been working with me for nearly a year and had no idea I was gay, where has she been?

There’s increasing pressure from society and organisations for “celebrities” to come out, whether they be actors and actresses, football players or politicians. And there’s also mass coverage of companies “supporting” and “encouraging” these people to come out. Unfortunately, it isn’t always received well and some people have damped the mood by asking why people need to come out and why it needs to be such a big deal.

I can see both side of this argument. I mean, yes, it’d be lovely to live in a world where people don’t have to come out because it’s not assumed that they’re straight but, unfortunately, this isn’t the case. And no, it shouldn’t be such a big deal but by ascribing a subject a taboo label it becomes a big deal and, let’s not forget, for some people it is a huge deal. After years of hiding or being in denial, coming out is a huge relief and is worth talking about. As well as this, “celebrities” coming out could give the courage for others to. I, for one, seek comfort in the fact that I’m not the only person who’s been through some of this tough stuff and if it takes a celebrity for some kid to be comfortable enough to come out then ahem to that!

(I touched upon this subject before in a post you can read here: https://waggcomedy.wordpress.com/2013/04/30/jason-collins/ )

Basically, whether or not you’re coming out today, I hope you have a good day and relaxing weekend!

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ORANGE IS THE NEW BLACK – A REVIEW.

Wow.

I could describe the entire series in just that one word but that would be very boring for you and very lazy of me.

I didn’t have high expectations for OITNB for three reasons:

  1. I had to get a Netflix account to watch it.
  2. I don’t like being told what to watch.
  3. I’m not a huge fan of prison dramas.

But I can honestly say that I’m glad I put these three things aside and watched it because… wow.

Because some of you are yet to watch it (and I envy those of you who are seeing it for the first time through fresh, hungry eyes) I won’t go into too much detail about what actually happens as I don’t want to ruin it for you so, if you haven’t seen it yet, you can read this review safe in the knowledge that there won’t be spoilers.

It’s not often that a series can make me laugh, cry and stay up until 2 in the morning watching it but OITNB did just that. I cried for both good and bad reasons and sometimes it crept up on me and sometimes I knew I would end up a blubbering mess.

You only have to look up OITNB gifs on Google to see how quotable the entire series is and see that there is humour in almost every minute of it. If you were looking for a hard, factual, gruesome prison drama look elsewhere.

I have never watched a series so avidly before, and I’ve definitely not given up hours of my precious sleep for it but OITNB is addictive and so fast paced that you won’t feel like you’ve lost half a day watching it. (I recommended it to a friend of mine and she got through the entire series (13 episodes) in less than a week.)

What I love most about it is the realness. Yes, it was based on a real book by a real woman about her real sentence at a prison in America but often these “reality” based programmes are dramatised and exaggerated. You see the back story to almost every key character and this helps to build an understanding of them and why they’re there which is what drove me to tears on many occasions: most of the women are good women who have made mistakes.

This series not only challenges perceptions of prison but also class, race, gender and sexuality amongst other themes such as age, position of power and drugs. Whatever your opinion on these topics, I think you’ll find it hard not to be moved by the stories that portray them.

I could write about OITNB all day (if you like this review and want me to write another where I look at the storylines closer and reveal spoilers then let me know!) but I’m going to leave you with one simple instruction: watch it. I don’t care if you have to get a Netflix account or borrow a friends’ laptop or watch it after a 12 hour shift. And, if you’ve watched it before, watch it again (although I’m sure you need no prompting to do that!).

I’ve been drunk and thinking a lot recently.

I haven’t blogged for a while (which a couple of my friends mentioned to me) and I feel like I owe you an explanation. The only real reason is that I am lazy but have good intentions; something I’m pretty sure my teachers said about me at school.

So I was having a little scout around my old diaries trying to find a particular entry and, instead, I came across one where I seem to be struggling to explain how I feel about women. At this point, I know I like women and have come out to a few people but, alone at night and doing some deep thinking, I try and rationalise how I’m feeling; and it doesn’t end well. I won’t include the passage as it contains plenty of swear words and, in all honesty, it’s a bit embarrassing. However, in light of recent conversations and thoughts I decided it would be a good idea to think about what I would say now to the younger me, hunched over my diary, scribbling away furiously at 11 at night (that was very late for me then – don’t judge!).

Let’s go.

You know, kid, they’ll come a day when you’ll be sitting in your friend’s car and you’ll be more than a little bit drunk and Macklemore’s “Same love” with come on the radio and you’ll be furious. Not because you don’t like the song though – you’ll be angry because the radio presenter will say his name wrong. But it kind of won’t matter in the grand scheme of things because your friend will say, almost to herself,  “I really like this song” and, even though you know all the words, you only sing a few lines because you kind of like hearing your friend sing a bit. Because she sent you a link to it on Facebook because she knew you’d like it. And it doesn’t stop there.

One of your friends will be able to list at least three Tegan and Sara songs and she’ll know the difference between stone butch and soft butch and you’ll wonder why you were ever worried about coming out to her. I mean come on kid, she knew from the beginning; and I can bet you she’ll be there to the end.

You’ll have a conversation with two straight friends about sexual fluidity and you’ll realise that you’re not the only person who thinks that it’s possible to love outside of your “normal” gender preference and you’ll realise that if you three think the same then it’s likely to a lot of others do too.

Your friends are at a pub across town and you’ll walk there and tell them what’s happened and how you feel used and how you have no faith in women anymore and they’ll hug you, make you laugh and offer to buy you more drinks until you’ve lost your key but you don’t care because you have a group of people dancing to “Play hard” to get back to.

It’s one in the morning and you ring your friend and cry down the phone to him. He’s barely awake but he still manages to humour you as you ramble on about how shit you feel and how drunk you are and how you actually really liked this one or how upsetting it is that she’ll never like you back because she’s straight. He listens, not because he has to but because he wants to.

One Sunday you’ll text your manager about a Facebook message from a woman. Not many managers would be willing to talk to their twenty year old employee about their lesbian near miss. It’s a shame it was a near miss, because it wasn’t a near miss in my mind – just a miss for me.

And so right now you can’t explain how you feel but you don’t really have to because in five years’ time people will know you and they’ll get you. They’ll understand what you’re trying to say by the way you sigh or the way you look longingly at that woman. And they won’t care. They want you to be happy, regardless of what makes you happy. They’ll moan about the women that let you down the same way they rant about the men that have screwed them around and it’ll just feel right. It’ll all be alright.

This week has been a very proud week.

Hello! Apologies for my lack of blogging towards the end of this week but I have been on holiday. Again? Yup, but this time to Wales.

I’ve just read an article about pride and the changes since the first pride event. It’s safe to say, a lot has changed since then.

I don’t think it’s always true that any representation is good representation but there is definitely a lot more representation now then there was 45 years ago.

However, looking back at pride pictures from the late 70s I don’t think much has changed. Yes, more people now take part in pride and it’s wider publicised, celebrated and accepted but people are still doing the same things and wanting the same things.

People are still taking to the streets with banners and posters and flags, grinning and posing for photos. People are still campaigning for equal rights, though the rights they are fighting for is different.

We’ve come a long way but still have quite a way to go but one thing is for sure, we’ll be proud as we continue on that journey.

POBOL Y CWM – A REVIEW.

What on earth is “Pobol Y Cwm?” I hear you ask. Well, it’s a Welsh soap that I first started watching when I holidayed in Wales when I was about 12.

One of the shows prominent characters is Gwyneth who is portrayed to be a lesbian.

She’s had a couple of long term relationships (including one with a man whom she had a child with, and a woman who she married but later separated from) and has been through a lot of tough stuff (she had cancer a few years ago – what is it about lesbians on tv getting cancer?)

I’ve always thought her storylines to be really raw, truthful and moving. Yes, it was a bit of a surprise when she hooked up with Gary but surprises happen and I don’t think it affected her character’s identity as a woman who likes women all that much.

Recently, she kissed a (female) friend who is going through a break up. Whilst it was an interesting twist it was a bit predictable and I wonder how much further it will go. The woman that she kissed said she hadn’t been kissed like that for a long time before leaving the village with her son.

Later, Gwyneth was at the café with her ex and it was hinted that Gwyneth knew more about why the woman left and that her departure may have been more than a bit upsetting for her.

It always baffles me in soaps how people carry on living alongside their exes in a tiny village with little or no consequences – it’s as if it never happened sometimes!

Anyway, it’ll be interesting to see what happens next with Gwyneth and this lass but in the mean time I’ll have to just stick to watching Skins (and reviewing Frankie’s character which will be up soon!).

A re-introduction.

Hello!

I recently noticed that I’ve picked up a few new followers and, to save you trawling back to the beginning of my blog, I thought I’d do a little re-introduction.

I’m Wagg, I’m 20 (which I still find a bit scary!) and I live in the south of England. I guess you could say that I sound quite posh when I speak (I’ve posted a couple of videos on here, have a look and see if you think I do!).

I’m gay (“Really Wagg I never would have guessed?!” Shush with your sarcasm please!) and you can read all about my not very interesting coming out here: https://waggcomedy.wordpress.com/2012/08/02/my-coming-out/

I currently work in catering (which I am awful at!) but I’ll hopefully be changing jobs over the next year.

I started this blog so I could chart my journey to stand up comedy success but this hasn’t happened and I now use this blog to moan about my life and post photos of sheep.

I’ve had so many lovely comments from people over the last year and I want to thank every single one of you for reading, liking, commenting and following – it means a lot! 🙂

Back to reality.

So I’m back from Scotland! Below is a picture of me looking elated/terrified on a boat on the Loch Ness. (More pictures to follow soon.)

Now to talk about a few changes. I’ve been thinking about ways to make this blog better and post more regularly and so here’s what I propose!

Toosday Revoosday shall still be happening every Tuesday (they’ll be a small post on Orange is the new black up later). This means that every week I’ll be posting a review on an LGBTQ book/film/TV programme. In the coming weeks/months I aim to finish my Skins reviews and start getting through some books as well.

Song of the week shall be permanently posted on a Wednesday as it’s a nice small mid-week post.

Skinny Wagg shall now be happening every other week as I’m finding it hard to keep up with it every week.

A new addition will be “This week is a very ——— week” where I shall fill the blank with an LGBTQ related topic from the news and talk about it. I’ll have a go at posting this on a Friday and see how it fits in.

Of course I’ll still be posting pictures and random dream posts and everything else that you’ve enjoyed reading in the past year or so.

I hope you find these changes positive and I look forward to posting more regularly!