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Nelson Mandela: A life in pictures
Nelson Mandela and his wife Winnie in this undated file picture.
Even in childhood, Dan Savage was learning how to negotiate the straight and gay worlds. He was born in Chicago in 1964, so his earliest memories coincide with the birth of gay liberation. Gay life in the big cities was about to pass from being secretive to being flamboyant. As if sniffing the change in the air, Savage accepted his homosexuality early, at least by 1970s standards. “I was 12, maybe 13,” he tells me when I visit him in Seattle. “Both of my brothers wanted to be in Boy Scouts and run riot and run around and beat shit up, and I wanted to sit home with my mom and bake. At four.”
Savage’s mother was a homemaker, and his father, a Chicago-Irish cop, patrolled the rough Area 6, which in the 1960s was the gayborhood before gayborhoods were trendy and chic and Starbucked. The elder Savage was not a mean guy nor a particularly bigoted one, but he believed the worst about gay life. “All he saw of gay life was squalid,” Savage says. Yet while neither of Savage’s parents had positive feelings about gay life — almost no parents did back then — they did not evince the kind of homophobia that drives a son deep into the closet.
Like many boys being raised Catholic, Savage inhabited a world that was officially, and sometimes enthusiastically, anti-gay. For his freshman and sophomore years of high school, Savage attended the all-male Archbishop Quigley Preparatory Seminary — “hell on Rush Street,” Savage once called it in an essay for the Chicago Reader. “Most — not all — of the teachers were assholes and, as in any environment where closet cases are overrepresented (the Catholic church, the GOP, Ultimate Fighting pay-per-view audiences), homophobia was not just tolerated, it was encouraged. Bullying was rampant at Quigley, and I was a target.”
But that world, for all its homophobia, could also be quite homosocial, even erotic. Savage’s high school had been founded to prepare boys for the priesthood. “[W]hen I was young and closeted — so very long ago — I was seriously thinking about becoming a priest,” Savage wrote.
At the time, that seemed to be the only way I could live with other dudes (in something called a “rectory”) and dress in drag on the weekends (in something called a “cassock”) without breaking both my parents’ hearts … So I was never a fully blown seminarian. I wasn’t even a briefly fondled one. (Catholic grade schools, Catholic high schools, altar boy, receptionist in rectory, and never once molested — forgive me, father, but what am I? Chopped liver?) But I was, when I showed up at Quigley on my first day of high school, very seriously thinking about the priesthood. That serious contemplation lasted, oh, about six weeks.
Savage eventually decided that “getting beat up by boys I wanted to blow me was no fun.” He engineered his own expulsion by setting off firecrackers in his locker, then transferred to another Catholic school for one year before graduating from public high school.
Meanwhile, he was making ambitious strides toward straightness. “I met women through my older brother,” Savage says, when I ask about his early dating life. His brother Billy, two years older, now teaches English at Northwestern University, outside Chicago. “He was involved in sci-fi fandom and the Society for Creative Anachronism” — the SCA sponsors those Renaissance Faires where people dress up in old-timey garb, and like most insular or ostracized subcultures, SCAers can be quite randy amongst each other. Put another way, nerds fuck.
I tried going to sci-fi cons with him and SCA events with him, and met women who would have sex with gay boys. When I was 15, I lost my virginity to my older brother’s ex-girlfriend. The whole point was to prove it to my family. That it was her, and making sure everybody knew, it bought me time. They were worried I was gay, so they were a little thrilled — worried I was sexually active at 15 but pleased that it wasn’t a male waiter.
Savage had his first boyfriend when he was 17 years old, and the boyfriend was 29. That was the man who gave Savage his first public kiss, in a Chicago gay bar called the Bushes; that man was, Savage wrote in Slate, “wrong for me in more ways than I could possibly cover in this space.”
After high school, Savage attended the University of Illinois at Champaign-Urbana, where he majored in theater and met his second boyfriend, the son of the chairman of the English department. After graduation, the boyfriend moved to West Germany to study arts management, and Savage joined him in West Berlin in 1989. “It was really the highlight of my life,” Savage says. I don’t believe him — in the years since, he has met his husband, adopted a son and become very famous. Still: “I was there the night the wall came down. We were in Prague the night the government fell.” They were in Europe for a year and a half, long enough for Savage to acquire the basic continental skills. “We had sex-and-supermarket German — you could get groceries and get laid but that’s it.”
The boyfriend got a job back in the United States. They moved to Madison, Wisconsin. The job was supposed to be temporary; the relationship was supposed to be forever. The boyfriend traveled a lot for his new job, and Savage stayed in Madison, where he worked in a video store. He became friendly with Tim Keck, a co-founder of The Onion, the satirical newspaper. Keck and his partner had just sold The Onion, and after a bit of market research, he decided to move to Seattle to start a new alternative weekly paper. The reigning alt-weekly in Seattle, the Seattle Weekly, was not very alt — it was ignoring the grunge scene being born in the city it was supposed to cover — and Keck thought he could do better. Before they headed west to start what they would call The Stranger, Savage, the witty gay kid behind the video counter, said their paper should have a sex-advice column.
Excerpted from “Dan Savage: The First Gay Celebrity” by Mark Oppenheimer.
Nelson Mandela and his wife Winnie in this undated file picture.
Mandela is accompanied by his former wife Winnie, moments after his release from prison February 11, 1990 after serving 27 years in jail. (Reuters)
In this February, 1990 photo, shortly after his release from 27 years in prison, Nelson Mandela, gives the black power salute to the 120,000 supporters packing Soccer City stadium in Soweto, near Johannesburg. (AP Photo)
Nelson Mandela showed his passport in February 19, 1990, shortly after his release from prison. The South African government authorized an application for himself and his wife Winnie - (Juda Ngwenya / Reuters)
In this July 27, 1991 photo, Cuban President Fidel Castro, and Nelson Mandela gesture during the celebration of the "Day of the Revolution" in Matanzas, Cuba. (AP Photo)
In this July 4, 1993 photo, President Bill Clinton and Nelson Mandela listen during Fourth of July ceremonies in Philadelphia during which Clinton presented the Philadelphia Liberty Medal to the African National Congress president and South African President F.W. de Klerk. (AP Photo/Greg Gibson)
President of the African National Congress Nelson Mandela acknowledges cheers from the crowd as he prepares to unveil the ANC's official election platform in 1994. (AP Photo/David Brauchli)
African National Congress (ANC) leader Nelson Mandela greeted residents of Mmabatho in March 1994, during a visit after the nominal homeland came under South African control following the ousting of the former President Lucas Mangope. (Reuters/Howard Burditt)
South African President Nelson Mandela smiles with actor Sidney Poitier at a press conference in Cape Town in 1996. Poitier played Mandela in the film "One Man, One Vote" (AP Photo / Sasa Kralj)
South African President Nelson Mandela waves to crowds as he sits next to Queen Elizabeth II in a an open carriage on the way to Buckingham Palace.(AP/Louisa Buller)
Chairman of the Constitutional Assembly Cyril Ramaphosa, left, holds up a copy of the country's constitution which was signed by President Nelson Mandela, in December 1996. (AP Photo / Adil Bradlow / POOL)
Nelson Mandela at a news conference in Johannesburg in February 2000. (AP Photo / Denis Farrell)
South African rugby captain Francois Pienaar, right, received the Rugby World Cup trophy from President Nelson Mandela also wearing a South African rugby shirt, after South Africa defeated New Zealand in the Rugby World Cup , in 1995. (AP Photo / Ross Setford)
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