That freedom of sexy connection requires segregation from the strictures of everyday life. It breaks down some boundaries by reinforcing others. This is the intersectional knot. Oppression is tangled, strands interwoven, producing social structures, cultures, and interactional scripts. Loosen one string, and the others tighten. The queer project is not uniformly good. Racial diversity in some spaces blossoms while women are turned away at the door. The boats of the plastics, protected by class, are not some queer utopia. But neither are the house parties of the political queers.
