Subversive Rituals – How I Become A Drag Queen

The LGBTQ+ community has been denied access to rituals so they created their own.

Drag performance has its roots in ancient ritual.  In Greece’s Golden Age, Antigone and Medea were played by male actors in the annual theater contest that was part of the week-long ritual to celebrate Dionysus.  Contemporary drag culture is ritualistic, but the ritual has a different form and a very different purpose.  For many modern gay man like me, drag is a two-tiered ritual of empowerment and acceptance.

The first part of the ritual is personal.  Each queen has her own process.  Here is mine:

I sit at my mirror.  Staring back is the face of the boy who was bullied and teased for being feminine and different. As a child, being called a girl was the worst possible insult.  I tried to fit in, butch it up, play a sport.  The result? More taunting: “Sissy!” “You throw like a girl!” “Fag!”  Eventually, I protected myself by squashing my nature, muting any flamboyance, conforming to a limited sense of masculinity.  I hid under drab clothes.  Awkward.  Self-conscious.  Afraid of myself. 

But now, in front of this mirror, I transcend.

The transformation ritual involves applying foundation, eye shadow, rouge, lipstick, and so on. As I watch in the mirror, the man slowly disappears as each stroke and lash is carefully applied.  To an observer, it would appear that I am hiding once more, creating a mask to fool the outside world.  In fact, the opposite is true. As I work, the hidden self is exposed and made prominent.  I create beauty where I once saw imperfection.  The woman that I eventually see in the mirror is powerful, confident, a warrior.  She is impervious to criticism.  She cannot be harmed.  She is the antidote to the bullies of my youth.

The personal ritual continues as I dress.  Padding accentuates curves.  Heels and a high wig make me bigger, better, super-human.  Bright colors and sequins make me impossible to ignore.  I no longer want to hide.  I want to be noticed.

The application of finger nails ends this part of the transformation.  Long and talon-like, the nails make me feminine and feline, ready to pounce, purr, or stride to my performance.

The hidden part of myself has lain dormant.  When finally revealed through this ritual, I am bolder, louder, wittier, and more confident.  RuPaul, the mother of modern drag culture, says “What other people think of me is none of my business.”  At this moment, nothing could be truer.  I am impervious to taunting, teasing, or any other attempt to make me feel that I am “lesser than.”  I was once taught to hate myself because I was different.  This ritual allows me to accept myself unconditionally, particularly that part of myself for which I once felt shame. Today I am living another mantra from RuPaul: “If you can't love yourself, how in the hell you gonna love somebody else?”


"The LGBTQ+ community has been excluded from many modern rituals. We were denied dating rituals in our teen years.  We did not go to the prom. And so we developed our own rituals out of necessity." 


The second tier of the ritual is public.

The setting takes different forms: a tiny stage in a smoky gay bar, a float in a gay pride parade, a school auditorium at an AIDS fundraiser.  No matter where it is, my connection to the crowd is what makes this part of the ritual meaningful.

Here the connection to ancient ritual is most apparent.  Just as men once found strength in performing Clytemnestra or Lysistrata, today’s queens find their strength in channeling Judy, Barbra, Bette, Whitney, or any woman who overcame her flaws with talent, force, and fortitude.  The closer I lip sync and align myself with the woman in the recording, the more explosive the reaction from the crowd.  Being seen as girly is no longer an insult.  In this public ritual, embracing the feminine is exalted.  It is acceptance.  No more bullying. Instead, there are cheers (and sometime, cash tips).  There is no better feeling than performing Donna Summer’s Last Dance – “Come on baby, dance that dance / Come on baby, let’s dance tonight” -- to a screaming, appreciative crowd that sings along and throws money at you.  Don’t believe me?  Try it sometime. 

The LGBTQ+ community has been excluded from many modern rituals. We were denied dating rituals in our teen years.  We did not go to the prom.  We grew up believing we would never partake in a wedding ceremony.  And so, being a creative bunch, we developed our own rituals out of necessity.   We did not want to be excluded, wallowing in self-pity.  We did not want others to define us as ‘lesser than.’  For some gay men, drag provides the ritual that pulls us out of this muck.  It is jubilant and sensuous and potent.  Drag is a rite of empowerment and approval, qualities that were long denied to the LGBTQ+ community.

As RuPaul says, “Can I get an Amen up in here?”

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