Quentin Crisp spent his life presenting as a "flamboyant", feminised homosexual. In the early part of his autobiography he said that from his earliest childhood memories, listening to nursery tales, he always pictured himself as the princess swept away by the handsome prince. Towards the end of his life he spoke thus: "Having labelled myself homosexual and having been labelled as such by the wider world, I have effectively lived a "gay" life for most of my years. Consequently, I can relate to gay men because I have more or less been one for so long in spite of my actual fate being that of a woman trapped in a man's body. I refer to myself as homosexual without thinking because of how I have lived my life. If you are reading this and are gay, think of me as one of your own even though you now know the truth. If it's confusing for you, think how confusing it has been for me these past ninety years.... The only thing in my life I have wanted and didn't get was to be a woman. It will be my life's biggest regret. If the operation had been available and cheap when I was young, say when I was twenty-five or twenty-six, I would have jumped at the chance. My life would have been much simpler as a result. I would have told nobody. Instead, I would have gone to live in a distant town and run a knitting wool shop and no one would ever have known my secret. I would have joined the real world and it would have been wonderful." I prefer to take the words of homosexuals, trans people, and those who have spent their lives studying and understanding, in a structured, unprejudiced, scientific way, their "nature", rather than what you mostly get here.......people who have nothing to offer but their ignorant and obsolete, aged, ossified, intransigent, narrow minded, unimaginative prejudice. Why bother with them?
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