Whitney Houston Posthumously Outed as a Lesbian by a Gay Reporter
Anytime a Hollywood Diva dies, gay men fall to pieces because its always about them. Case in point is Peter Tatchell who was so heartbroken by Whitney’s drug-addled demise he declared that she was a bush-licking lipstick lesbian who only entered into an abusive marriage with Bobby Brown to “improve her image.”
From the DailyMail here:
I have, in the past, declined to name Whitney’s female partner. But most of the media have since named her as Robyn Crawford.
When I met them, it was obvious they were madly in love. Their intimacy and affection was so sweet and romantic. They held hands in the back of the car like teenage sweethearts. Clearly more than just friends, they were a gorgeous couple and so happy together. To see their love was infectious and uplifting.
Whitney was happiest and at the peak of her career when she was with Robyn. Sadly, she suffered family and church pressure to end her greatest love of all. She was fearful of the effects that lesbian rumours might have on her family, reputation and career. Eventually she succumbed. The result? A surprise marriage to Bobby Brown.
The marriage was a disaster. Bad boy Bobby was never her true soul mate. Giving up Robyn – they’d been inseparable for years – must have been emotionally traumatic.
Whitney’s life started going downhill soon afterwards. It seems likely that the split with Robyn contributed to her substance abuse and decline. There is a known correlation between denial of one’s sexuality and a propensity to self-destructive behaviour. Homophobia undoubtedly added to the pressures on Whitney and hastened her demise.
Silly gay man. Drug abuse, sexual promiscuity and addiction are a result of trauma, usually from childhood. And attraction to abusive partners is usually the result of attempting to recreate the type of relationship that created the originating trauma. Anyone who has listened to a few hours of Loveline with Dr. Drew or read any of his books on addiction would know this.
But this gay writer who tried to out Whitney so desperately wants to imprint on a Hollywood legend like Judy Garland or Bette Midler, he is going out of the way to try to make her death somehow include him. And if, on the day the diva gets planted in the dirt, making up silliness about her scissoring her assistant gets the job done, then he can be the happiest twink in the land.
