Britney != Gay

The type of music you listen to should not dictate your sexual preference.  I, for instance, appreciate many types of music, and it’s just sad that on her first day of work, JM thought I was gay because she heard “Dadalhin kita sa aking Palasyo” by Regine Velasquez coming out from my office PC.  This song has a lot of good things going on.  I love the music and the lyrics is just amazing.  I heard that it was composed by the big bird himself - Ogie da pogi and the choice of the singer might have been biased but I still think they made a great decision on picking who interprets his work.  Also, this song is just one of those handfuls that I’d love to hear on Philippine radio.  I’d prefer this apparently gay song over Spaghetting pababa…pababa ng pababa….spaghetting pataas…pataWAAAAA!!!!!  I FKIN HATE THIS SONG!!!  Sorry, I always snap a bit when I hear novelty crap.  All I am saying is that it’s a tad unfair to say that a person is homosexual because he loves to listen to descent music where the singer just happens to be a woman.

I write this because there is no way in hell that the guy beside me on my morning train is gay. 

He’s just too huge and his facial hair also says otherwise.  First I just thought, yeah he llikes Britney Spears when I heard “Toxic” on his too loud headphones.  The solo is really catchy so I can’t blame this manly-man dude.  Then, the next song was “Poker Face” and I was starting to have second thoughts.  But you know what?  There are a lot of female pop singers out there that aren’t really girlie at all.  Take Katie Perry for instance.  Her first hit is about lesbian action, thus the target audience is the male gender.  Another good example is Amy Winehouse.  Nuff said.  Lily Allen is also one of those very talented stars; and she sings about her sex life so me having an extraordinary imagination appreciate this very, very, VERY much.

Anyway, back to this guy.  After Lady Gaga I’m not sure what other songs were played but I think I heard some techno going on.  So after a while, train slows down for the incoming station and I saw him getting ready to get off as well.  I observe that he has all those manly accessories like a leather bag, very manly shoes plus he’s wearing leather jacket for chrissakes, he’s the manliest man inside this train.  So, we both got off.  Then…I saw him WALK.  He was making little tiny steps and his hips were dancing.  His arms making those tiny swings with the pinky finger prominently sticking out.

So my argument stands, the type of music you listen to will not tell your sexual preference, but your walk definitely will.