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L

ARRY

K

RAMER

S FIRST NOVEL

,

Faggots

, appeared

in 1978. Its hero was a sleek gay hunk named

Fred Lemish. On the eve of his fortieth birthday,

Fred embarks on a quest. He makes the rounds

of New York City’s sleazier hot spots—the

baths, the kink clubs—to find as much sex as he

can before tipping symbolically into middle age. But this isn’t

what Fred really wants. He’s tired of mindless sex. In fact, he

yearns for romance. Fred wants to settle down with a particular

guy he likes, and lead a life of domestic tranquility.

Faggots

sold like hotcakes. Heterosexuals saw it as exotic

anthropology, many gays enjoyed the attention, and everyone

gasped at the lurid sex scenes. But a sizable chunk of the gay

public hated the story’s moralistic tone. Who was Kramer to

pass judgment on those exercising newfound sexual freedoms?

Some of his friends shunned him. The local grocery on Fire Is-

land declared him a persona non grata; acquaintances crossed

the street to avoid saying hello.

Then the plague hit. The gay world darkened. And Larry

Kramer became a prophet.

He went to work on his second novel, and time passed. Re-

ports surfaced every now and then: the new

book was to be titled

The American People

.

It was about AIDS, and it was about the ex-

clusion of gays from history books. More

time passed, but the project remained a mys-

tery. The only fact anyone seemed to know

for sure: it would be a tome.

Almost four decades after Kramer’s nov-

elistic debut, his follow-up has at last ar-

rived—part of it, that is.

Search for My Heart

is Volume One of

the two-volume

The American People

. At 880 pages it is indeed

a fatty. Fred Lemish reappears as the protagonist. Once again he

takes the reader on a sex tour, this time with a wider focus. Fred

has become an expert on the history of sex in North America.

He begins with monkeys in prehistoric Florida and closes with

carnal politics in 1950s Washington, D.C. He is telling the story

of “the underlying condition,” also known as the AIDS virus.

But it isn’t just a medical tale.

Search for My Heart

tackles the primordial American theme

of assimilation. This is Great American Novel territory, a saga

of outsiders working their way in. They’re homosexuals, these

outsiders, along with Jews and others. It’s not a success story,

I’m afraid. It’s a struggle: a guts-splattered phantasmagoria of

loathing and murder, occasionally softened by beams of sun-

shine. Is that a surprise, coming from Larry Kramer? Perhaps

not. However, it’s only volume one. And a final prefatory com-

ESSAY

America through a Gay Glass, Darkly

L

EWIS

G

ANNETT

Lewis Gannett is completing a book on the early love life of Abraham

Lincoln.

ment about this book: it’s savagely, laugh-out-loud funny. Who

would ever have imagined that?

K

RAMER LOOKS BACK AND ASKS

: “What hap-

pened?” Enter Fred Lemish, historian—or as

he refers to himself, Your Roving Historian

(YRH for short). Fred acknowledges that he

initially brought limited experience to this

role. But that didn’t stop him from thinking

big. He enlisted the help of professionals, notably Dr. Sister

Grace Hooker, Nobel-winning expert on infectious disease, and

Dame Lady Hermia Bledd-Wrench, world authority on plagues.

Dr. Israel Jerusalem, also a Nobelist, came on board to provide

insight into sexuality. This book is full of medical luminaries

with fancy names who labor at super-elite institutions and pub-

lish in all the best places, such as

The New England Journal of

Evil

. Does one get the feeling that Fred and his alter ego are in-

tellectually sniffy?

Fred also sought the help of professional historians. Here he

ran into trouble on finding that historians knew little about gay

people. Actually, gay history didn’t seem to exist at all. Fred con-

ducted his own research, collecting informa-

tion from disparate sources as best he could.

He learned that, in fact, the American past

teemed with gay life. But it was invisible. In

part this was because gay people had been sys-

tematically killed off, ever since Jamestown

days in the early 1600s. Fred provides excep-

tionally gory details about one massacre after

another, all of them thoroughly covered up.

The censorship extended to the lives of famous men who

liked men sexually. It’s a lengthy list that includes George Wash-

ington, Alexander Hamilton, Benjamin Franklin, Meriwether

Lewis, Andrew Jackson, Franklin Pierce, James Buchanan,

Abraham Lincoln, James Garfield, Mark Twain, Chester Arthur,

General George Custer, and others. Moreover, Fred learned that

many of these guys’ sex lives got mixed up in skullduggery of

one kind or another. Yes, it was dangerous to be gay. What a re-

lief to read that “homosexuality does not appear to be woven

into” the assassination of President McKinley, at least. Whew!

Others weren’t so lucky. For example, John Wilkes Booth had a

habit of murdering boy actors after raping them, possibly be-

cause he had unresolved issues with his badly deformed penis,

which bent to one side at almost a ninety-degree angle.

How good is Fred’s evidence? On Benjamin Franklin he

cites biographer Stacy Schiff. When Franklin served as Ameri-

can envoy to Paris, according to Schiff, he made “regular late-

afternoon visits to a white, canvas-covered barge” on the Seine.

Adds Schiff: “Franklin was surely unaware that it was the city’s

premier gay bathhouse.” Fred finds this hard to swallow. Did-

Kramer is making the case

that America from earliest

times foreshadowed its

response to AIDS. ... Our

founders were uglier than

we imagine.

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