So there’s talk around the web that Anderson Cooper is going to come out on his talk show some time next month.
A lot of people have been waiting for that announcement. Some have even been demanding it.
Granted, like a lot of people, I am inclined to believe that the Silver Fox has a little sugar in his tank. But, unlike a lot of people, I believe that if, when, and how he comes out is up to him.
A lot of folks use the “role model” argument to support their desire for him to step forward. But I think in reality, most just want to be able to say “I knew it!” (DUH.) Or they believe that they would somehow be even closer to fulfilling their fantasy of bagging some celebrity tail.
If I thought that was even remotely possible, I would be stepping over Anderson (adorable as he is) and taking the biggest axe I can swing to Hugh Jackman’s closet door. I got a feeling there’s sugar in that big ol’ tank, too. And even if I am right, him coming out doesn’t make my chances of doing some drilling Down Under even a fraction better. I’d just still be tugging and squeezing to his pictures that fill up my hard drive.
The “role model” thing doesn’t fly with me either.
Because that’s not his job. That’s not what he signed up for. He signed up to be a journalist, and more recently, a talk show host.
I feel that way about all celebrities and athletes. Gay or straight. Just because they can sing and dance, throw a ball further and more accurately, or deliver the news better than the rest of us, it does not make them a role model. It just makes them famous.
I don’t care if, in private, Lucille Ball gave it to Mr. Ed with a strap on, they both made me laugh. And that’s all they signed on for.