Some of this goes all the way back to the late Eve Sedgwick, the one-time high priestess of Queer Theory. She was actually in a "queer" marriage to a gay man. One of my gay friends was in a grad program with her, and he said that it was very clear that she had a coterie of gay male hangers-on who were the right kind of gay for her. According to him, if you were not the kind of gay man she liked, she wouldn't give you the time of day.

She was the paradigm of this kind of thing, a privileged, educated, straight white woman who wants desperately to be radical and edgy and, thus, tries to figure out every angle through which she can be an "outsider," all while turning it into a lucrative career.