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The LGBT film festival cinema that funded anti-gay causes

The LGBT film festival cinema that funded anti-gay causes

Trust and respect. These are two intangible qualities most of us would like to think we get from the people with whom we live.

We believe everyone around us holds the spirit of the Bostonians who, when bombs went off at the marathon, ran toward the sound to help, rather than away to flee the scene. We trust our fellows to care with a minimum of human decency, and maybe more. When we discover those around us do not live up to those standards, the disappointment and despair can be hard to shake.

In 2008, LGBT Californians awoke found out trust in, and respect from, our fellows was not a given. Maybe we should not have been so naïve. It was a day in November. The night before, the United States had elected its first African-American President, but in California, that historic news was stained by the fact a majority of the voters had withdrawn marriage equality from the LGBT citizens of the state.

Besides the long struggle the event set off, which would last years and end up at the Supreme Court, it revealed to me a crushing reality: the kindness and respect I extended to everyone was not in fact returned by all of them.

The defeat brought on by over half of the voters meant some of my associates, neighbors, and even ‘friends’ had been moved to vote against me pursuing the same family happiness that they could.

When these people shared stories of their families, their spouses, and their hopes, I listened and sincerely wished the best for them. These wishes apparently were not reciprocated. The bad taste this left was betrayal, and, because their cruelty was done in the secret of a ballot booth, near paranoia.

I was reminded of those feelings this week when I read a story from the newspaper in my old hometown of Palm Springs, California.

When I was 15 there, I got my first job at the Camelot Theatre. It was a great job and the theater was in its heyday. It was immaculately kept with gleaming spotlights and tall majestic pillars. It was the scene of numerous movie premieres including Mame, which Lucille Ball herself attended. She blew kisses to all of us waving to her from behind the candy counter.

Yes – my Camelot was in the news all these many years later, but not for a good reason. The title of the article read, ‘Camelot theatre owner backs right wing causes’.

I thought back to my very first experience at the Camelot Theatre. I started my job on the very first night the movie The Exorcist opened. The lines were huge and my job was to herd customers into their proper places.

The movie was landmark, a tale of a young girl possessed by the devil, and I have to tell you we felt the effects of the movie’s theme in the workings of the theater.

Some in the audience reacted to the grotesque vomiting scenes by doing likewise into their popcorn cups. This made a horrible stench in the theater which we were unable to air out between showings; this made for more retching from later audiences.

One evening, I waited on a man in the lobby who was so freaked out by the film that he drew up straight as a board, and fell backwards in a dead faint.

Decades later, whether because of demonic influences, or just a whole lot of stink, there is something that reeks in the new Camelot Theatre.

In the Palm Springs Desert Sun, Roger Tansey reports Rozene Supple, the theater’s owner, was performing a little of her own kind of evil.

Her theater presented art and LGBTI films, including the gay Cinema Diverse film festival in its entirety, attracting gay-friendly dollars. But she sent some of her profits to a list of anti-gay powers, including Michelle Bachmann, Alan West, the Proposition 8 campaign, and the current one-man roadblock to the passage of ENDA (Employment Non-Discrimination Act), John Boehner.

Michael C Green of Cinema Diverse defends the action.

‘I am sure they have given money to the GOP, and to their PACS, but I am also sure they do not espouse the beliefs of either the tea party or anti-gay initiatives,’ he stated in response to the Desert Sun article (I question how much relief this apology brought to the gay people whose money went to Michelle Bachman).

‘Cinema Diverse has never paid them one penny. To the contrary, they helped Cinema Diverse get started, and have given the festival tens of thousands of dollars to help us keep afloat.’

In her own defense, Rozene Supple states: ‘Over the years, we have also donated to a number of arts organizations and charities, including the Desert AIDS Project, the Human Rights Campaign Foundation, Equality California, the Judy Fund, Olive Crest, the Children’s Discovery Museum and others.

‘We didn’t have to do any of these things. We did them because we love our community and its people. That includes the gay and lesbian community – a community that includes many of my closest friends, and a community I both admire and respect.’

She further states: ‘As a result of my background and my beliefs, I have been a member of and a supporter of the Republican Party for many years. As the party began to become more and more attached to social causes I personally disagreed with, it became harder and harder for me to continue making those donations, but old habits and longstanding beliefs about the role of government die hard…

‘As a result of that struggle, and because of these recent attempts to paint me as someone I am not, I have decided that I will no longer contribute to any political entity that does not embrace equal rights for all Americans. Truth be told, I will probably stop contributing to any of them.’

I would love to believe her donations were the result of her smaller government-less regulations mindset, but I don’t. Why? The list of people and causes on her list are not the predominant crusaders for those fiscal issues.

The Prop 8 campaign existed only to harm LGBT lives, period. Michelle Bachman and Alan West rested their political brands on being anti-gay. It is also nice she supported gay causes and did not charge the film festival, but the marketing cynic in me knows that in order to attract the clientele the theater needed, courting the community was necessary.

From my years of working for the Camelot, I also came to understand movie theater financial management. The ticket revenues do not go to them, they go to the studios. Not charging Cinema Diverse would have been understandable. The money Camelot would make at such events would be from the inflated soda, popcorn, and concession sales.

The progressive and LGBT patrons who feel betrayed and tarnished by Supple’s actions have every right to those feelings. It is a reality for us that some of the support and affection we receive still has the taint of homophobia in its weave. Every so often, one of those supportive pats on the back holds the knife of an inadvertent back-stabber.

I believe this because my parents are like Supple. I can’t say I understand her mindset, but I have observed it. My parents are of her generation and are full Fox-News-loving, Rush-Limbaugh following, dyed-in-the-wool Republicans.

They are completely supportive of me, my partner, and my family. They would dance at my wedding, but they are literally in love with their political icons, including the anti-gay ones.

During the last election, my mother became perturbed because I would not support Romney.

‘You know,’ my mother snarled at me. ‘You are not being fair. Here, we have been nothing but supportive of your gay lifestyle over the years, and you… you are never supportive of our Republican lifestyle.’

The comment was so mind-numbingly bizarre it was all I could do to keep my eyeballs from spinning right out of my head.

Should I have started by informing my mother about the thousand ways her Republican party is doing nothing but essentially seeking the demise of my ‘gay lifestyle’? Or should I point out to her that, unless she has secretly stashed billions away somewhere without my knowledge, her Republican Party is not a friend to her fixed-Social-Security, Veterans-pension, Medicare-supported lifestyle either?

No. She was beyond reason. She and Rozene are in love. They are in love with decades long gone by and the political party that lies to them and tells them it can return them to the rose colored editing of that past. It dazzles them with Anglo-Saxon style and class, and makes them believe their betrayals are values, and their insensitivities are causes.

It does not excuse the betrayals however. Those are real, and they hurt.

People like my mother and Rozene have been seduced by the powers that be who would prey on people for whom life has moved too fast and changed too much, and who feel the way of life, on which they thought they had a firm perch, has been left in the dust.

That, or the devil has possessed them all. You decide.

Rob Watson is a gay dad of two living in the US. You can like his evoL= Facebook page here. You can follow him on Twitter here. Special thanks to Rachel Hockett for help in editing on this article.