Originally published on September 23, 1991
Savage Love is an advice column written by a queer nationalist. The primary reason one seeks the advice given in a newspaper column is to receive the opinion of a disinterested third party. The Stranger is proud to offer the chance to communicate with someone who is a third party to heterosexual relations as a whole, and to provide the homosexual community with a chance to openly reach one of their own. Mr. Savage asks advice seekers to use the salutation, “Hey, Faggot:” a term he has claimed as his own in strength and pride.
Hey, Faggot:
I’ve been courting this guy and sex is imminent, but not love. My eye is on another with whom I feel a good relationship could blossom; but this will take time. I am intensely horny. Is it fair to sleep with guy number one when I know my heart will land elsewhere? I don’t want to hurt him, but I need sex!
Conscience ridden in Wallingford
Hey, Conscience:
If you can’t be with the one you love, honey, love the one you’re with. If you don’t want to hurt number one, be honest with him about your intentions. He probably won’t mind getting laid, but don’t let him think that it could become more than that. If you are up front and honest with him, he won’t get hurt. It will be his own fault if he does.