This piece is starts off by comparing the homosexual
movement to architecture. Rodriguez shows how in San Francisco certain streets or areas were
seen as more heterosexual or American domestication then others that were socially
radical. He describes Victorian houses as having the knowledge that generations
would follow from the present: “What strike me at odd moments is the confidence
of Victorian architecture. Stairs, connecting one story with another, describe
the confidence that bound generations together through time—confidence that the
family would inherit the earth,” (Rodriguez 759). This passage is showing his
confliction with the sad reality that homosexuals have a hard time creating the
next generation, while also showing that during the Victorian era only really had
marriage between a man and a woman.
Rodriguez goes to explain the gay rights movement and the
difference between the feminist movement: “Feminist, with whom I, include
lesbians—such was the inclusiveness of the feminist movement—were preoccupied
with career, with escape from the house in order to create a sexually democratic
city. Homosexual men sough to reclaim the house, the house that traditionally
had been reward for heterosexuality, with all its selfless tasks and burdens,”
(Rodriguez 762). So, this piece is clearly political, in the fact that
Rodriguez is trying to convey an idea that I, myself, didn’t understand until
reading this. For some reason, I didn’t about the homosexual movement as
changing the roles of men and women, where gay women wanted to go out and make
the money and have careers, while gay men wanted to be the caregivers, the nurturing,
domesticated house-husbands. I think that point really stuck out to me the
most.
Rodriguez moves on to a more sad tone in the piece. He talks
about his personal experience with the homosexual movement and the direct
impact AIDS has had on his life and his perspective on of it. “AIDS, it has
been discovered, is a plague of absence. Absence opened in the blood. Absence
condensed into the fluid of passing emotion. Absence shot through opalescent tugs
of semen to deflower in the city.” (Rodriguez 766). This passage was moving to
me because this is not only about the struggle of AIDS, but what the result of
AIDS: death. The last part of this essay is sad because he talks about his
lover (Cesar) that died from AIDS. With this last section, he always comes back
to San Francisco
and the dynamic of the Castro district where gays are not perceived too well.
The one thing I love about Rodriguez writing style is that
he is concise and clear. He also uses a lot of anaphors which I love, I think
they give more to his overall point he is making: “They walked Death’s dog. They
washed his dishes. They bought his groceries. They massaged his poor back. They
changed his bandages. They emptied his bedpan,” (Rodriguez 768). He was
describing what Cesar’s family was doing for him, while he was going through
AIDS. I also thought it was interesting his use of italics. He would them
either for inner thoughts or dialogue: “Bill died. …Passed on to heaven. …
Turning over in his bed one night and then gone,” (Rodriguez 770). To me, this
is signifying how his lover was only one person, an important person, to him,
but to the rest of San Francisco
life went on as usual.
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