Read this deeply moving essay on “The Bittersweet Beauty of Adam Rippon”
The fact that Adam Rippon skated his heart out yesterday at the Olympics and helped win the USA a bronze medal in the team competition as an openly gay athlete means a lot to a lot of people.
Here is an excerpt from an essay posted on Vanity Fair’s website that just made me feel all kinds of things:
If I, at eight, or 10, or 14 (oh god, 14), had seen Adam Rippon in all his swanning, proud splendor, and everyone applauding him for it, it would have destroyed me—but also remade me. It would have said something to me that I rarely ever heard said. How much time young queer people spend yearning for that kind of connection, forever sifting through culture to find the gay stuff. When you find it, it can speak to you in almost holy tones. On Sunday night, there was gay stuff, and swishy gay stuff to boot, right there on national TV, for anyone who wanted it: powerful and accomplished and beautiful.