A few weekends ago, a straight male friend and I were discussing the straight world's squeamishness about gay sex. I told him something I find myself saying a lot these days: hearing about sex that differs from the kind you have shouldn't be a traumatic experience and furthermore, such information is not a threat to your sexuality (a generation of gay guys who grew up watching depictions of sex through the hetero-male gaze of Cinemax can confirm this).

Haha, get ready, media-savvy internet readers, because the august New York Times, the Grey Lady, the Paper of Record, has written a whole story about big butts (bottoms). Can you imagine the jibes that online rascals without a care in the world for decorum will come up with about this one??? Someone hide the children, other than the ones who like big butts and cannot lie—we're butting into your business butt good, regarding large butts!

As gay men and lesbians get closer and closer to the mainstream they've often traded in their image as the queer radicals who started the Stonewall Riots for the milquetoast assimilationists who want to get married and have kids and put HRC bumper stickers on their cars. That doesn't mean we're still not queer radicals. It just means we're hiding it from you.

[Florida Governor Charlie Crist simultaneously dispels those gay rumors and shows the media the state hasn't been affected by the BP oil spill at a press conference on the beach in Miami today. Image via Getty]

Dov Charney's masturbatorium wallpaper photo search is complete! Congrats to the empowered winner. [via NYO]

Reichen Lehmkuhl, the square-jawed former U.S. Air Force recruit who found a measure of fame winning Amazing Race and later as Lance Bass's boyfriend, may at first glance seem to have it all: the calendars, the flight-themed, gay-man's jewelry collections, the underwear- model- search- winning boyfriend...Oops, not so fast, as a recent update to his MySpace page (the first place fans go to be informed of any major changes in his seemingly doomed personal life) suggests that yet again, all is not what it appears in a perfect universe filled with depilated abs and seam-compromised Speedo baskets. From PinkIsTheNewBlog.com:

We take a breather from all things Oscar to celebrate another star-filled reacharound: The premiere of "I'm Fucking Ben Affleck" on Jimmy Kimmel Live last night. It was, of course, the response song to "I'm Fucking Matt Damon," Sarah Silverman's danceable, genre-hopping paean to cuckoldry, delivered as a Valentine to her sweetie on the 5th anniversary of his show.