Chapter 1
BECAUSE
WELCOME TO BECAUSE
The hotel was pretty much like any other suburban hotel, perched on former swampland just off the interstate. It was pretty much in the middle of nowhere, but it would be just as correct to say it was pretty much anywhere. Standing in the vast parking lot, looking out over the traffic on the freeway, it could have been in any city in any state in the United States. That impression is reinforced inside the hotel: it would be impossible to tell what part of the country you were in unless you noticed the framed tourist pictures of the Twin Cities hanging by the check-in desk.
On this beautiful Friday afternoon in April, the hotel was getting busy. Families were checking in for the weekend so the kids could use the pool and the parents could have a good meal in peace. A wedding party, complete with several generations of relatives, checked in. Businesspeople, apparently in some unfortunate industry requiring them to travel on weekends, glumly rode the elevator. It was a large hotel, and two meetings were taking place at the same time this weekend. There was a Christian group sporting a three-by-four foot foam-core poster of their charismatic leader and selling books and tapes to a well-dressed group of followers. And then there was BECAUSE.
BECAUSE, the Bisexual Empowerment Conference: A Uniting Supportive Experience, is an annual meeting for bisexuals from throughout the Midwest. This was the second time BECAUSE was held at a hotel. Although hotels are the traditional venue for conferences, previously BECAUSE had been held on college campuses and hosted by college GLBT student groups. Colleges seemed to be, or at least to have been, more in keeping with the culture of the event. Borrowed classrooms in Coffman Union at the University of Minnesota had felt more apropos than well-appointed, modern hotel facilities with cut-glass water tumblers and elaborate flower arrangements. But times change, as has the âbisexual movement.â Besides, if âpoly consâ and âscience fiction consâ can be held in hotels, why not the most successful bisexual conference in the country?
That was the thought among the new group of planners for BECAUSE. There have been several different generations of conference planners since BECAUSE began in 1992. Some years have seen very little change in the leadership; others, including 2003, meant almost completely new faces. The new organizers bring a slightly new politic to the conference; a subtle difference perhaps, but still real. This partly reflects the different interests of the individuals in this group compared to those who comprised the committees of the past, but it also reflects the changing politics of the movement as a whole. This reality is neither right nor wrong; times simply are changing. What was once a conference devoted to examining âsystems of oppressionâ from a feminist point of view is now increasingly social. What once seemed to hold more political urgency and an opportunity to vent oneâs anger is now more focused on music and dancing. I donât want to overstate the difference, for both elements have always been present. It is more a subtle shift in emphasis. The workshops havenât really changed much: Defining Bisexuality, Bisexual Advocacy, Living in Oneâs Personal Culture, Safer Sex Is Hot Sex, Bound for Pleasure, and Personal Photography; there is something for everyone. Perhaps the change reflects what one national bi community leader suggested to me: The time for anger is passing, and now itâs time to celebrate. Weâll see.
Friday evening at past conferences was reserved for a keynote speech and reception, but in keeping with this yearâs conference theme, âThe Art of Being Bi,â an art show and reception was held instead. It was a low-key affair, as many of the weekendâs attendees apparently chose to wait until Saturday to arrive. Therefore, not many people were around the BECAUSE check-in desk when I arrived. Located near a large conference room where much of the weekendâs activities were to be held, the check-in desk buzzed with volunteer activity and featured a banner, T-shirts for sale, and program folders. Working the desk was Becky, a twenty-something woman who was both volunteering at and attending BECAUSE for the first time. A professional woman who lost her job due to the terrible economy, Becky was somewhat emotional about being here. She told me being involved with the bisexual community âused to make me upset. Itâs so much to deal with. But Iâm getting better. I think I dove in too fast at first.â Coming to terms with being bisexual can be a trauma for many people, and Becky was young in her struggle.
Also new this year was Allen. Allen differed from Becky in that he seemed quite comfortable there. Allen is in his early thirties, works in computers, and is more than a little interested in science fiction. He is becoming something of a rising star on the planning committee and is âso excited to be here. Itâs been great.â
Brent was everywhere. It is his second time at BECAUSE, the first being last year when it was in Milwaukee, also at a hotel. Brent is a new leader in the communityâa fast rise considering he first drifted into the community like a lost puppy just a couple of years ago. Since then he has settled into the community and made friends. He had done quite a bit of the heavy lifting that weekend and promised to âcrash, man. As soon as this is over Iâm out. Iâm gone. You wonât hear from me for weeks.â No one, of course, held him to that, and everyone expected he would be hard at work wrapping up BECAUSE the day after the conference.
The conferenceâs coordinator, Kathy, was a bundle of nerves. Understandably so, she has worked hard for the past year to ensure these next three days go well. Of all the planners, she has the most BECAUSE experience to bring to the table, as this was the third conference she worked, and the second at which she was at least co-coordinator. Kathy is in her thirties with one child at home whom her partner, Mark, is taking care of this weekend. She, similar to Becky, is unemployed, having been a contract employee working in HIV/AIDS prevention, a job with very little security.
These four people, plus five or six more, were responsible for putting on the oldest regularly held conference on bisexuality in the United States, the second oldest in the world. They are all volunteers and achieve this event on a shoestring budget made up of one small grant and conference fees. If they are lucky, they might break even.
The big question is, Why have a conference on bisexuality? About ninety people attended, from various economic classes, mostly college educated, nearly all white, and nearly all liberal to left-wing. Most came looking for the same things. Not sex, although there may be opportunities for that if one is looking. Not for politics in a traditional sense; not even one workshop addressed the topic. The only political booth set up in the informational area was the Green Party, and they didnât look busy. No, these attendees came to find community, something woefully lacking for bisexuals. They came to vent, to blow off steam from the seemingly endless stream of slights, insults, and erasures they must put up with during the rest of the year. They came to understand, to learn what it means to be bisexual, if not in the workshops, then by spending time in a room full of people who are, at least in this important way, just like them.
THE WORKSHOP
I was at BECAUSE that weekend to give a workshop. As time goes on, one stops attending workshops and instead begins leading them; as this was my ninth BECAUSE, Iâd long since reached that point. My workshop du jour was the âTop Ten Myths About Bisexuals.â Iâm more interested in workshops that are about fundamentals and about the whole community rather than a segment of it, such as a leather workshop. Not that either is wrong; Iâm just more of a big-picture man.
When it comes to presenting workshops, I could spend all day prattling on about bisexuality from a sociological point of view. Instead, I was there to listen. I think it is much more interesting to hear what is on other peopleâs minds. Besides, in most instances the combined wisdom from any room full of people is far greater than anything I could say. My goal for the workshop was to generate a list of the most tiresome, irritating, angering, irksome stereotypes, myths, and other falsehoods heaped on bisexuals. I was going for visceral, not intellectual. I was looking for people leaping to their feet saying, âYeah! That drives me crazy!â
I wasnât disappointed. Although I donât recall anyone leaping to their feet, the topic was certainly a hit, with about twenty-five people participating enthusiastically. We had a rambunctious time, made all the more entertaining by the Christian revival meeting* taking place next door. We had no problem generating a list we all could agree on. Indeed, the problem came in paring it down to only ten, so Iâll go with thirteen:
  1.  Bisexuals are easy; they are indiscriminate about whom they have sex with.
  2.  All bisexuals are swingers.
  3.  Bisexuals have the best of both worlds and are twice as likely to get a date.
  4.  Bisexuals are unable to commit to either gender.
  5.  Bisexual women are all wives just trying to please their husbands, and bisexual men are all married guys cheating on their wives.
  6.  Bisexuality is just a phase on the way to being lesbian or gay.
  7.  Bisexuals are unable to be happy, have low self-esteem, or are mentally ill.
  8.  Bisexuals are disease carriers.
  9.  Bisexuals are a very small part of the population.
10.  Bisexuals are just trying to maintain heterosexual privilege.
11.  Bisexuals canât be feminist.
12.  People call themselves bisexual to be trendy.
13.  Bisexuality is a choice.
Myths must come from somewhere, so where did these ideas come from? How much truth is there to them? Perhaps most interesting, what brought twenty-five people out to a hotel in the middle of nowhere on a beautiful April afternoon to make a list of the myths about them that anger them the most? Perhaps now would be a good time to look at the relationships between bisexuals and bisexuality in both the straight and the lesbian and gay communities. What does it mean to be bi in America?
Chapter 2
Relating Bisexuality to the World
Being bisexual in this culture is a gift and a curse. It gives youâit gives meâa certain flexibility of thinking, and I donât know that it does that same thing for everyone, but I think itâs forced me to live outside the box in many ways. And that, of course, that makes things a little more difficult sometimes. Iâve been married and divorced and had many different relationships both with men and women. Iâm in one right now, and I think itâs been harder to get kind of overall community support for relationships that include and recognize bisexuality. (Scott B.)
âBRING OUT THE BISEXUALSâ: THE JERRY SPRINGER SHOW
I had heard of the Jerry Springer Show. One would have to live in a cultural vacuum to not have, but I can honestly say I had never sat down and actually watched it. Not to be a snob, but I canât imagine myself ever saying, âTurn on the TV. Jerryâs almost on.â That said, a few months ago, while happily channel surfing, I was stopped by that eveningâs show, titled âBring Out the Bisexuals.â
Indeed. Letâs bring them out. First we met a female stripper who left âher manâ for the arms of another female stripper. Second was a transsexual who left a wife for the arms of his gay male lover. Third was a woman who left her man and now was in the arms of her sister. Add in yelling and screaming, men in black restraining the guests, loud beeps, censored squares, and a chanting audience, and you have the ideaâcheap, trashy fun for the whole family.
It strikes me that this, and places similar to this, is where most people get their information about bisexuality. Of course, most Americans have little or no information at all, but when they do see the word bisexual, it is when surfing past shows such as Jenny Jones, Montel Williams, and Jerry Springer, or when reading (or at least looking at) Penthouse Forum, Hustler, and Playboy.
This is a great contrast to what I see. At the BECAUSE conference, I found an interesting, intelligent, articulate, compassionate community bearing no likeness to the one on TV that night. I see a community of gentle people, hardly willing or able to tussle on a stage with several bouncers in black. What I see are people demonized and discriminated against by many in straight society through the structures of homophobia. What I see is a gay community, faced with discrimination and hatred from many in the straight community, struggling with the concept of bisexuality and a bi community. I see people linked by their shared experience of having attractions to people of more than one gender who rarely enjoy the cover or the support of a functioning community. Isolated by the larger American culture that denies their very existence, bisexuality is dismissed and bisexuals are ignored. Bisexuals are nearly forgotten in society, largely invisible in the media, and inconsistent with many peopleâs beliefs about sexuality.
THE INVISIBLE BISEXUAL
To the degree that people continue to operate with an implicit theory of sexual orientation as dichotomous, bisexuality is invisible.
Joseph P. Stokes and Robin L. Miller in the Canadian Journal of Human Sexuality1
A lack of public exposure is perhaps the biggest challenge for the bisexual community. Invisibility simply removes bisexuality from the discussionâany discussion. It has often been said that if everyone who is lesbian or gay would come out, because of their sheer numbers there could be no more discrimination. The idea also applies to bisexuals; however, even if they did all come out, they would still be invisible.
The reason for this invisibility is obvious. Consider my neighbors two doors down. They are two gay men who own their house togetherânice guys. They walk their dog together, keep a nice yard, and go to all the block parties. We have a friendly, neighborly relationship: say âhiâ when we cross paths, make small talk, and complain together when it snows too much. Please note that I called them my gay neighbors. I have never asked about their orientation; all I know is that they are in a relationship. One or both could be bi. Short of knowing them better, there is no way for me to know, unless of course they flew a big flag saying, âWeâre Bi.â On the other hand, my partner (a woman) and I live two doors down from them. I can attend all the bi events I want, write books, and so forth, but I bet when they walk by with their border collie (if they think about it) they say, âThereâs that straight couple.â Maybe there are twenty bi people living on my block; how would I know?
Most people make assumptions about sexual orientation according to the gender of oneâs partner. It is both easy and practical, since it is often or even usually right. Sometimes, however, it is inaccurate; that assumption makes bisexuals invisible.
Dan is a forty-one-year-old blond-haired man who lives in a mobile home in the suburbs of Minneapolis. In several older suburbs of the Twin Cities, mobile-home parks have been grandfathered in and now co-exist with newer, more expensive developments. These few parks are the only place left for working-class people to live in these much wealthier communities. Dan is a good example; he works hard to get by, replacing auto glass for a living during the day. With no significant relationships at this time and no real interests unless one includes television, ...