I know I’m seen as a sex object. I’m just really confident sexually and I think that sort of oozes out of my pores. It’s just there. It’s something I don’t have to turn on. But I have no idea how to handle it. I don’t want to have to be like a Scarlett Johansson—who I have nothing against—but I don’t want to have to go on talk shows and pull out every SAT word I’ve ever learned to prove, like, ‘Take me seriously, I am intelligent, I can speak.’ I don’t want to have to do that. I resent having to prove that I’m not a retard—but I do. And part of it is my own fault…
I have no question in my mind about being bisexual. But I’m also a hypocrite: I would never date a girl who was bisexual, because that means they also sleep with men, and men are so dirty that I’d never want to sleep with a girl who had slept with a man.
I’m sure my readers who like women have no problem hearing Ms. Fox speak so candidly about her sexuality, or will disagree that she’s seen as a sex object.
I guess my question, though, is: where are the openly bisexual men?