Around here, sports are important… especially hockey. It’s a big part of Saskatchewan, and nowhere is that famous Prairie Machismo more apparent than in the locker room. Or so I’ve been told.
Gay jokes run rampant, along with comments about the prissy nature of certain plays or players. It’s a tough place to feel welcome as a member of the LGBTT2QIA community. Any time your personhood is called into question, even if it’s done in jest (sometimes, especially so) it breaks you down. After a while, it can all become too much.
In an effort to curtail this type of anti-gay banter and sentiment, Patrick Burke (in honor of his late brother, Brandon Burke) began a campaign we now know as “You Can Play”. At it’s very heart all it states is that if you can play, you can play. Nothing else matters. It’s something we all needed to hear, and continue to have reinforced.
I encourage you to take a minute to read this article Burke wrote about his brother, the decision to come out, and how it affected all their lives. It is well worth the read, every encouraging paragraph: Never Forgotten, Patrick Burke Remembers his Pioneering Brother.
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So next time you’re about to make a joke about how gay someone or something is, stop and think. Just because others do it, doesn’t make it okay. In fact, it’s NOT okay – and people are finally starting to get it. The locker room should be a place of camaraderie, of solidarity… not of exclusion and loathing.
There are some people who doubt it’s existence… but I believe today’s photo of the day will prove that it is alive and well here in the heart of the prairies. Prairie machismo is that force that fuels everything that some men do. The force that compels them to be “bigger than”, “stronger than”, “tougher than” the next guy. It is the force that inspires jokes about rednecks on the prairie. It goes beyond testosterone driven displays well into the range of blatant stupidity. It is the crushing of beer cans on the forehead while pouring gasoline on the bbq and wearing nothing but green and white body paint stupidity… It is, as this man has done, wearing shorts and a tank top when it is five degrees celcius out.
So kudos oh great and mighty prairie man. For proving, once again, that “real” men are all about scaring little children by displaying way too much flesh.
Seriously though? Come on guy… cover up. It’s cold out there. You don’t look tough, you look silly. Everyone else is out with long pants, jackets, hats, and mittens…. dressing like it’s still Summer is just plain goofy.