In a sad and sort of creepy interview from the early 80's, the legendary female impersonator Charles Pierce tries his damnedest to win over an audience who was clearly not feeling his sense of humor. "I get tired of being myself," he says at one point, and you REALLY, REALLY believe him. As fabulous as he was (I guess), and as rah! rah! rah! as we're supposed to be about the drag legends of yore this month, there was always something about Charles that made me slightly slightly ashamed to be gay whenever he came on TV in the '70s and early '80s. "I'm not like THAT," I wanted to scream to my parents. But was I wrong? Was it just self-loathing? A generational thing? Should I not even talk about it now? DISCUSS. (t/y Brett and Ted)