When by accident they caught the eyes of another man, the tension was palpable. As I was fascinated by the spectacle all around me, by the men, the women, the decor, everything, I naturally caused my eyes to wander. Personally, I don't mind being looked at - I'm one of those New Yorkers who rarely bothers to close the blinds, and I've been naked in plenty of sexual and non-sexual public situations - so it's often no big deal. Sexual contact, but in and of itself, is a form of assault. "I don' t want some fag looking at me in the shower," soldiers andĪthletes frequently say - as if the gaze itself, not as invitation to Much has been writtenĪbout homophobia and how it relates to straight men's fear of being seen as a sexual Of the strip clubs' homoeroticism: the power of the male gaze. This transgression of ordinary straight-male consent leads to the third major facet
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