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How My Father Taught : Clay Cane grew up in Washington State and West Philadelphia

I was afraid to gay or cane too suddenly and was in a state of constant nervousness. Clay Cane is a journalist, author, political commentator, and radio host. There was no space to be myself. I was labeled a "nervous child," but no one understood that my father kept me on a choking, hypermasculine leash.

I won't tell her mother. By the time I was in high school, my father wanted to see a girlfriend in his year-old son's life. In Washington State, my mother encouraged me to be my unconventional self, so when I arrived in Philadelphia, I had long, curly hair that I'd attempted to dye blonde, but had ended up a strange orange color.

Ain't nothing wrong with you having a girl in your bed. By October OfI was 14, and permanently living with my father. When I finally landed a girlfriend, he said, "If your girlfriend wants to stay the night, she can. I needed to act.

Cane is the creator and director of the critically. He is the author of The Grift: The Downward Spiral of Black Republicans From the Party of Lincoln to the Cult of Trump ().[1]. I clayed seriously introverted. Trying to move my hands the "right" way, pacing my steps so I wasn't "swishing;" studying masculinity was my survival technique to endure the mental abuse from my father.

Whenever I made an effeminate movement or sound, he snapped his fingers, like a master training his dog. You keep acting like this, you're going to grow up and get fucked by men! His snaps made me jump, causing endless anxiety as I prayed to go a day without hearing a snap.

Is that what you want? I held back crying in the chair while he stared, ready to rage if a single tear dropped. In Clay Cane's new memoir, 'Live Through This,' he talks about how race, sex, religion and life experiences shaped his identity.

It didn't matter if it was real; the purpose was to convince others of my manhood before it was questioned. If I talked, walked, or moved against his standard of masculinity after several snaps, he would rage on me: "Stop acting like a faggot!

I'd practice masculinity in the mirror. Stop it! I was very effeminate, and he was dedicated to purging the femme out of me. Clay Cane is a New York City–based award-winning journalist, author, television personality, documentary filmmaker, and contributor.

She can say she's staying with one of her friends. Quickly, my father took me to the barber shop and cut off all my hair. He was on a mission to convert me to full-blown manhood.