BOYS WILL BE BOYS

I live in Manukau City, South of Auckland; New Zealand. We have the densest pacific island population of any country in the world. The given is that meeting other like minded queers like yourself is easy, since geographically we’re all in the same city. You would think it were that simple. The Polynesian Princes of south Auckland are as closeted as the gays in the NRL. They have refined their visibility to a passing fragrance of I WANNA FUCK YOU BUT I”M WITH HER. The problem with this metaphor is that it reeks of homos in south Auckland but these men have succeeded in making themselves invisible.

So therein lays the problem of trying to engage and understand a type of man that exists only in theory. I imagine this type of man as wanting to express his sexual fluidity and attraction to the same sex however being stunted by his contradicting physicality, one of which is typically hetronormative and in gender specific terms what is appropriate for him to conform to i.e. “I am built in the manner of a man that is only biologically compatible with a significant other of the opposite sex”. This belief system is made a mantra that affirms a masculine stereotype and a gender ideal that is perpetuated, driven and motivated both sociologically and politically by a western heterosexual statuesque and moral majority.

The art works posted on this blog are inspired by this idea. This is JERRY THE FA’AFAFINE he is pleased to have finally found you and met you...


THE PARODY OF A WOMAN -- IS SO SAMOAN



This boy is too cute.

Samoan Men // Boys have been parodying females for as long as we've had Fa'afafine. This is totally embedded in my culture. In fact, in the only manner in which it is acceptable to display any homosexual characteristics as a Samoan man, is when they are extremely exaggerated, in which instance this action can be as perversely absurd and still seem perfectly normal.

Pacific performance, inclusive of our theatre, music and obsession with pageants will always showcase two polar and contradicting opposites. -- The FAFZ adorning severe female pantomimes that take the position, that they are more woman than a real woman. and -- The groups of boys and men who dress up as FAFZ and perform satirical dance choreography to a song.

A recent fad over the past years has been the female parody of the pop song "SINGLE LADIES" by R&B artist Beyonce. The year this song came out, you could guarantee to see a group of supposedly straight Samoan males performing to this song at every wedding, social, concert, opening of a fucking envelope or formal event.

The Samoan masses prefer when the FAFZ BREAK THE TENSION OF FORMALITY WITH A LIL SONG AND DANCE.


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