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The Screwball Asses
by Guy Hocquenghem
"In my entire life, I have only ever really met that which I was not trying to seduce"
This book is challenging; by this, I do not refer to its' erudite vocabulary or considered prose, but to its' clear-eyes analysis of queer culture as a necessary construct of a homophobic capitalist culture. It seems Guy Hocquenghem would have found good company at a contemporary workshop on pansexuality or polyamoury, yet penned this text in 1973; this is its' first English publication. He was post-old-left; he demands a fuller account of love and death than Freudo-Marxism can supply, yet rebels against the boxes capitalist society places us in; he is dismayed by voluntarism, yet demands to speak of desire--to have desire direct analysis. Dig it: he considers loveless cruising a machine built by capitalism, couplehood an insane invention of the socius, orgasm a joyous risk of death, and believes that if we ever relieved ourselves of this culture of monosexuality and sublimated homosexuality there would no longer be homosexuality or heterosexuality:
"There are two sexes on earth, but is only to hide the act that there are three, four, ten, thousands, once you throw that old hag of the idea of nature overboard. There are two sexes on earth, but only one sexual desire."
This book is 87 pages, and we sell it for $13; it should be included in any meaningful review of queer theory.
