Gay life in 1970 was very bleak, compartmentalized. You didnt take it to work. You had to really lead a double life. There were bars, but you sort of snuck in and snuck out. Activism and gay pride simply didnt exist. I dont even think the word gay was in existence. We werent quite gay people yet, and we certainly werent a people. We were isolated individuals.
I think the Continental Baths changed things more than Stonewall did. The same with Fire Island Pines; everybody there was walking around half-naked and having fun. It was clean. It was a party. There was also a place called the Everard Baths, which was the bath. It was hideous, like Kafka. There were wire-mesh walls, and the floors were filthy and stank, whereas the Continental Baths were like ancient Greece. They were clean, and you could talk to people, and Bette Midler sang to you. But the Continental Baths were like a candy store. Its hard to say no. Everybody I knew wanted to fall in love, but nobody was falling in love, or if they did, it was for ten minutes. Everybody was having so much sex that no relationship in the world could withstand all of that. We didnt know it was bad. We didnt know that it would be physically debilitating. And of course, drugs came along. And also peer pressure said anything and everything was okay. We didnt have a political movement then. Sex wasnt a political act. It was just pure and simple exuberant hedonism. Very understandable after centuries of being locked up. But I found that having so much sex made finding love impossible.
People think Im totally anti-sex, and that simply isnt true. I think the thing that upsets me is that a few gay men make sex their total be-all and end-all -- we have so much more to our lives than just carnality. And thats why weve never had strong political organizations, why we dont have power, why we didnt have a place at the table. I so desperately want to redefine homosexuality as something more than just sex.
My book Faggots came out in 1978. And people in the burgeoning gay political movement felt threatened by what I had to say about gay promiscuity. Theyd made sex the principal plank in their platform. No one then thought it would kill you. The book was an enormous best-seller. And a bunch of very loud, outspoken people called me Judas. I had to learn to live with that. It doesnt bother me that they think Im crazy.
AIDS hit my little group very early on, and no one knew what it was. But it was very obvious what was causing it, and I said that if you had a brain, you should start cooling it. And that made a lot of enemies. You couldnt say those things, then or now. Six of us started Gay Mens Health Crisis in 1981, but I basically ran the organization with Paul Popham, the board president, who was in the closet. We had a lot of fights. But then it became the bureaucracy it is today. I hated it. Bureaucracy is for people to hide behind who havent got the guts to speak up. So I wrote my play The Normal Heart. That was my way of trying to get the word out.
I think Ed Koch is the person most responsible for allowing AIDS to get out of control. It happened here first, on his watch. If he had done what any moral human being should have done in the beginning, and put out alarms, then a lot fewer people would have gotten sick. I was introduced to Koch at a party in 1982, specifically to talk about what was happening. And the minute he knew what I wanted to talk about, I was pulled away by police. He was a closeted gay man, and he did not want in any way to be associated with this.
act up came about in 1987 because GMHC had not pressured the government to do any research for a cure. I made a speech and got everybody all riled up. And then we had another meeting, and there were three times as many people. I discovered there was a whole new generation of people who were not hung up about being gay, who were also sexually active and terrified of dying and of seeing all of their friends dying. And they had a lot of energy and didnt give a shit what people thought. So for three or four years, act up was like molten lava. We accomplished an enormous amount. We forced the FDA to change their approval process so that new drugs -- for any illness -- can now be approved in one year instead of ten. Were living today, so many people are living today, and its literally due to act up. We forced the drug companies to work with us. Yes, it got unruly. Yes, the wrong people took over the organization. Yes, it was hurt very much by the smart people who left or who died. An awful lot of people died. But we proved that the squeaky wheel gets the most grease. I am prouder of act up than anything Ive done. What we did now benefits the entire world.
During act up, I had two other plays produced. And I spent ten years working with Barbara Streisand. She had The Normal Heart under option at one point or another for ten years. She had been very close to her agent, who died very early on from AIDS. And because her son Jason is gay, that part of The Normal Heart about being proud to be gay appealed to her. Working with Streisand was everything you would expect. Shes an incredible woman, and also a pain in the ass. But so am I, so we got along quite well. She came close to making the movie about three times. But I think shes afraid. Shes very calculating about what she does and what she thinks people will accept from her.
I tend not to live in the past. I live each day for what it is. I like the openness now, seeing guys walk down the street holding hands, seeing slow advances in how we are portrayed, seeing Ellen, although I wish she had better writers. Its certainly easier to be gay now, although its not easier to have sex now. But if you want to talk about the arc of gay New York, what were going through now is most disturbing. The people who died deserve responsibility from those who are living. But too many people think they can go right back and kill themselves all over again. I would feel so enormously guilty if I didnt continue to remember and fight the good fight.
I have never been so happy in my life as I am now. I have a lover. We had a relationship that didnt work out. I wrote about it in Faggots. And then I didnt see him for seventeen years. In between, he had a lover who died and I had a lover who died. And then we met again, and this time it worked. You have no idea what its like going to bed seventeen years later with the person you had been more in love with than anybody in the whole world.
I keep busy. I am starting a third organization, Treatment Data Project, which will allow people to find out what combination of treatment drugs are working for others. We plan to have half a million people with HIV entering their data worldwide. Im writing a novel thats now over 2,000 pages. Ive been writing it since the beginning of AIDS. Im sort of haunted by the notion that I have been spared when everybody I know is dead. Im one of the very few people left alive who knows everybody whos been involved in the politics of this since the beginning. And I really feel I have this obligation to tell it. I dont care if I have to pay to get it published myself.
Interviewed by Maer Roshan