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2(1):3–28, 2001
Faggot = Loser
This essay investigates the projectile force and projective work of
the designation faggot by examining a clinical moment during
which a child patient called me a “faggot.” Particular attention is
paid to the defensive function that “faggot” played in this boy’s
effort to disavow smallness and losing. I use his specific dilemma
to consider the more general boyhood quest to be big and
winning. Focusing on the ways in which boys defend against the
anxiety generated by the big–small divide, I argue for the clinical
engagement of these defenses, including aggressive protest,
bravado, and phallic narcissistic preoccupation. I propose
engaging boys in the difficult process of thirdness as a psychic
venue that offers a context of growth within which to cathect
boys’ anxiety and aggression. Such cathexis stands in contrast to
the manner in which boys’ narcissistic preoccupations and
aggression are simultaneously prized and neglected through the
“boys will be boys” approach to masculinity. Boys’ aggression,
which so often conceals their anxiety about losing, is neither
adequately contained nor engaged. They are left to adopt a brittle
bravado and to relate through control and domination. One
routine form of bravado and domination is the contemptuous
use of the word faggot. I conclude with some speculative thoughts
about how the anxiety of loss that is initially managed through
the diffuse projection of “faggot” might develop into a more
specific form of hatred: homophobia.
Ken Corbett, Ph. D. is Coeditor of Studies in Gender and Sexuality. He is a
member of the New York University Psychoanalytic Society of the Postdoctoral
Program.
3 © 2001 The Analytic Press
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“W here I grew up, it was faggot this, faggot that, faggot any-
where, faggot everywhere” (Wolf, 1999). The failures and
the losses that “faggot” pronounces are multiple: losing hold of
one’s proper gender; failing to perform one’s fitting sexuality;
failing to be the right race (either majority or minority); failing
to display the proper amount of intelligence (either too much
or too little); failing to be the proper age (either too young or
too old); failing to present popular or idealized social codes,
including markers of class and class distinction; failing by virtue
of physical injury or loss; failing to embody physical strength;
failing to be the appropriate physical size or to exemplify
acknowledged beauty; failing to win; failing because of seemingly
random slippages or losses.1
The ubiquity of the word faggot speaks to the reach of its
discrediting capacity. “Faggot” has become the all-purpose put
down. You can be a faggot because you are homosexual. You
can be a faggot because you drop your keys.
“Faggot” can be a momentary appellation; it can mark how
one is perceived as failing at normative expectations (based on
hierarchies of excellence and value) at play in any given moment.
In Oliver Stone’s 1999 film Any Given Sunday, a third-string
quarterback is called into a football game. He vomits as he steps
onto the field. Customarily, quarterbacks are expected to create
anxiety, not give evidence of feeling it. The coach of the
opposing team yells across the field to his competitor, “Hey,
Joe, where’d you get the faggot?”
“Faggot” can also be a more lasting designation for those
who are perceived to consistently fail normative expectations.
1
The ironic use of the word faggot serves to redouble its (already) multiple
uses. “Faggot” can be turned on its head and used as the precise opposite
of the uses indicated here. For example, “faggot” can be directed at the
winner of a competition. “Faggot” also has been rebelliously reappropriated
by those for whom the term was intended. They then repeatedly and
def iantly invoke its linkage with failure, indictment, and scorn. It can be
employed with either defiance or affectionate good humor to celebrate
the very losses and failures that are supposed to provoke shame and disgrace.
While duly noting these ironic turns, and the manner in which a scorned
group may ironically appropriate the very name that is used to humiliate
them, I focus within this essay on the nonironic uses of “faggot.”
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the broader frame of my work with this boy and his family.
Central to this boy’s treatment was his experience of himself as
small and losing, not big and winning. Particular attention is
given to the defensive function that “faggot” played in relation
to this boy’s effort to disavow smallness/losing as he sought the
agency of bigness/winning. I use his specific dilemma and the
manner in which it was refracted in his particular family in order
to consider the more general boyhood quest to be big and
winning, not small and losing.
I use the terms small and losing as v irtually equivalent.
Concrete thinking would lead us to treat them as distinct; my
work with young boys, however, has led me to consider these
states as symbolically linked, indeed conf lated within the psychic
reality of boyhood. My work with young boys also leads me to
posit the wish and effort to be a big winner, not a small loser as
a central boyhood trope.
Many boys and men respond to the threat of smallness/losing
with bravado and aggressive protest, which is often embodied
through a kind of phallic intrusion/illusion: an insistent, illusory
display of bigness and agency that is coupled with an equally
unrestrained contempt for smallness and lack. In the spirit of
“boys will be boys,” bravado, aggressive protest, and illusory
phallic narcissism have become defining, normative attributes
of masculinity.
I argue for the active clinical engagement of boys’ phallic
narcissistic preoccupation and the anxiety and splitting that
shadow this preoccupation. I argue also for the active cathexis
of the muscular aggression (both the dogged mental muscularity
of narcissism and the persistent physical pitch and push of
childhood) that often propels such preoccupation and anxiety.
Following Fonagy and Target (1996a, b), I propose engaging
boys in the difficult process of thirdness as a psychic venue that
offers a context of growth within which to actively cathect their
anxiety and aggression. I am using “thirdness” here to capture
the lively three-way connection that binds a child and the
parental couple, and the manner in which that triangular bond
allows all three members to simultaneously be participants and
observers (Fonagy and Target, 1996a, b). I pay particular heed
to the combustion and cathexis that arises through this unique
process of attachment and observation. Such active engagement
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2
Gender is, among its many facets, an organizing concept. As such, it func-
tions to classify and generalize. Patterns are noted. Patterns are perpetuated.
Yet patterns can exist only with variance. Therefore, the conditions and
pathologies of boyhood and masculinity that I describe in this essay must be
offset by an equal and opposing appreciation for the possibility of variance.
Boyhoods are as various as boys.
I am attempting here to speak about a particular pattern of gender
pathology—one that can be observed culturally as well as clinically, one that
I have observed in a variety of ways in my clinical work with young boys.
While there is, I believe, value in this effort, there is also the folly of genera-
lization, a frequent folly where the subject of gender is concerned and one
that I am loathe to perpetuate.
In the course of this essay, I am attempting to combat generalization by
focusing on one boy and the individual particularity of his family, as well as
the individual particularity of the transference–countertransference of our
clinical work. Yet, I present this boy as an exaggerated version of a cultural
norm. I use his “story” to exemplify the cultural trope of “boys will be boys.”
I also move from his story to speculate on the psychic consequences of the
typical neglect I suggest follows on the “boys will be boys” trope. In moving
from this one boy’s story (ref lected and refracted through my work with other
young boys) to speculations regarding cultural conditions, I can only lay claim
to the veracity of deduction—a f lawed route to “truth,” at best.
8 Ken Corbett
PROJECTING “FAGGOT”
my toy kitchen set. I nodded and said that we could talk about
his having taken it when we got into the office. Once inside, I
suggested that he must have really wanted to have the knife for
his very own. He concurred with a nod of his head. I asked if
maybe he was embarrassed, to which he also concurred with a
nod. He then suggested that we play a game with which he had
been preoccupied for many sessions.
The game comprised the following roles: Josh was a spy, who
always had the plastic knife in his rear pocket, partially visible.
I was given the role of the spy’s younger brother, whose primary
motivation was to get the knife. Josh would direct us through
this drama in a variety of ways. Today the plot centered on the
younger brother’s efforts to trick and distract the older spy
brother, so that the younger brother could make off with the
knife. Importantly, though, the younger brother was never to
succeed; he was consistently foiled and was left empty handed.
As I inquired about the younger brother’s feelings and
motivations, so that I would know how to play his part, I became
aware that Josh was more interested in embodying the role and
motivations of the prepossessing older brother. He was not
interested in talking about the younger brother’s experience. I
was, at this point in our work together, quite familiar with the
role of younger brother and gave voice to “my” experience of
frustration at not having and not being able to get what the
older brother had. I sputtered angrily, I pouted, and I bitterly
complained about the state of being small.
I a lso suggested that the younger brother might feel
embarrassed to be seen as so angry and upset–that he was mad
about wanting so much, upset to be seen as wanting, and possibly
embarrassed to be caught trying to take what he wanted. I knew
that these more abstract comments would not have the same
effect as those which could be expressed within the play. But I
wanted at least to hint at a move from the play to Josh’s
experience of having taken the knife from my playroom.
At this point in the hour, Josh turned from the knife drama
and suggested that we play a board game that is intended for
older children. I explained that the game might be difficult,
but Josh was insistent. So we set about playing. He quickly grew
frustrated and voiced his fear that he was going to lose. At one
point, as I moved a game piece toward the finish line and it
seemed that I was going to win, Josh muttered, “Faggot.”
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My thoughts and feelings reeled in several directions at this point. I
experienced the stunned blankness of injury, while simultaneously attempting
to regain my footing in order to ref lect on what had occurred. As is so often
the case through the force of projection, I found myself weighing the
correctness of the accusation/attribution: Had he perceived that I was gay?
Had I somehow been a “faggot” in winning an unfair competition? Was I a
“faggot” for trying to empathize with his experience?
In yet another, neighboring region of my mind, I came up against my anxiety
over being a man who works with children, and an openly gay one at that.
Recently, a father of another child, in a moment of intense feeling, expressed
his concern that I was a pedophile. Stunned and stung, I once again felt the
force of hate. And, once again, I weighed the hateful perception: Did he
understand that I was gay, and did he therefore make the unfounded and
irrational link with pedophilia? Had I expressed some inappropriate degree
of affection for his child? (I recalled touching his son’s head in the waiting
room as I said goodbye). We came to understand that this “moment of hate”
(the father’s phrase) was born of the father’s env y of my apparent ease with
children and my willingness to engage them at their level. We came also to
understand that he did suspect that I was gay (a fact that was then confirmed
when aspects of my private life were made public in a newspaper article). In
the spirit of our psychotherapeutic endeavor, we worked with his projections
and perceptions to understand better his relationship with his son, and in
this respect our work was not extraordinary.
There is, however, an extraordinary vulnerability for men working with
children, which is even greater for gay men working with children. This
vulnerability is overdetermined and highly idiosyncratic, and this is not the
juncture at which to address this phenomenon in detail. I will simply note
that my experience has led me to ref lect on how this vulnerability, built as it
has been on my own experience of being hated, requires a particular kind of
countertransference forebearance—a particular capacity to sustain multiple
states of mind that allows me to experience the shame of being hated while
simultaneously (or most likely retrospectively) thinking through the shame of
being hated.
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I said, “It’s a word that makes you mad. It sort of stings, doesn’t it?”
“Yeah,” Josh replied.
“When Jed calls you that, do you also feel bad–sort of small
and bad?” I asked.
Josh nodded.
I added, “Sort of like me in the blue knife game.”
Josh nodded again.
I ventured that he might feel hurt and mad when he was put
down.
He concurred, saying, “I hate him. He thinks he’s the boss of
everything.”
I replied, “Your brother sure does make you mad,” and then
I added, “But do you think you also might want to be like him–
big like him? And be close to him? Like in the blue knife game?”
Josh allowed that he was mad but was insistent that he did
not like his brother nor did he wish to be like him.
I asserted here that it was hard to figure out how to be big,
especially if you have a big brother and an even bigger father.
At this point, Josh asked to play a game that had become a
mainstay of his repertoire. We called this game “Block Tower
Baseball.” Josh was the batter. I was alternately the fielder and
the sports announcer, who would interv iew Josh about his
accomplishments at bat. The interviews would focus on his
prowess and his strength. He would swagger over to the mike
and grant terse recognition of my laudatory comments.
Today, as usual, Josh built a block tower and then toppled it
with a large, long block. The number of runs scored was equal
to the number of blocks that fell. Grand slams were especially
sought after and would necessitate an “instant interview.” Early
into today’s game, Josh scored a grand slam. During the instant
interview, I suggested that he wanted to show those blocks “who
was big–the big boss.” He puffed up his chest and said, “Yep.”
During this phase of the treatment, I made only occasional
links between Josh’s experience in the play and his own family
experience. I felt it best to wait for him to provide such linking.
It was some time before these links were made. When he did
make these links, I believe they followed, in large measure, on
work I did with his parents (which I describe later). Poignantly,
when Josh did begin to speak more directly about his father
and brother, he exclaimed at one point, “They don’t understand.
I wanted to be the biggest.”
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PHALLIC NARCISSISM—
PHALLIC ILLUSION
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See Ross (1996), who argues that such behavior is in line with boys’ efforts
to disavow their longings to be a mother or a mother’s baby.
16 Ken Corbett
functions, like the block-bat, to strike at and fend off the threat
of loss.
The knife was “pocketed” in yet another manner: it was stolen,
once from my office, and again in the many attempts at stealing
that became the heart of the knife game. As such, the penis can
be taken. Here we might question whether Josh was enacting
his fear of castration or his feeling that, in order to have the
phallus, he would have to steal it from another. The need to
steal could be interpreted as generated by castration.
Along these lines, addressing his push toward appropriation
proved most helpful in addressing Josh’s anxiety. I worked to
understand how his quest for phallic agency had been curtailed
within his family: how he had not been afforded opportunities
to consolidate the bodily and erotic pleasures that characterize
phallic activity. We spoke of this dilemma as his “wish to be
big” versus his “worry that he wouldn’t have a chance to get
big.” For example, I pointed toward the way in which he so often
dominated the play as indicative of his “worry that I might take
over” or “that I won’t let you be the one who gets to lead.”
I also sought to understand how he had not been provided
with equa l ly important opportunities to metabolize his
experiences of loss, and I began to comment on his efforts to
avoid or disavow loss. We spoke mostly of these efforts as
“cheating,” but with time we were able to speak more directly
about how he tried to “act big” when he lost at something like a
game.
I sought to locate his phallic quest and his efforts to equilibrate
pleasure and loss within certain family dynamics: his father’s
frequent absences, his mother’s anger and anxiety, and his
competition with his brother. A vantage point on this dynamic
was offered through the recurrent play themes of stealing and
spying. Recall that the older brother in the knife game was a
spy and that the younger brother was attempting to steal the
older spy/brother’s knife. I understood this play to be a
portrayal of the older brother’s ability to see into another world
and, through that act of seeing, to garner power, authority, and
autonomy. The powerless younger brother, on the other hand,
could only attempt to steal the phallus, and fail.
Following Britton (1989) and Fonagy and Target (1996a, b), I
approached this theme as an expression of Josh’s experience of
oedipal triangulation. As the fourth, Josh stood outside the
18 Ken Corbett
I have been concerned within this essay with the diffuse use of
“faggot” to mean loser. I turn now to consider how this diffuse
use of the word faggot may develop toward a more specific form
of hatred: homophobia. Historically, the subjectivity of male
homosexuals has been theorized around the trope of loss: the
losses both of masculinity and of power (mirroring the central
tropes of the psychoanalytic theorization of masculinity). The
loss of ma sculinit y is conf ig ured on the homosexua l’s
experience of passivity in relation to other men: passivity =
femininity = loss. The loss of power is configured according to
the homosexual’s assumed relinquishing of power to another
man: passivity = smallness = loss.
The pleasures of gay male passive oral and anal sex have
historically been represented with a kind of fantastic intensity
as feminine, impotent, grotesque, unnatural, pathological, even
sinful (Boswell, 1980; Foucault, 1985; Bersani, 1989; Halperin,
1989; Corbett, 1993). A penetrated man is looked upon as
powerless, sullied, unmanly, and immoral. As Foucault (1985)
and Halperin (1989) have pointed out, the only “honorable”
male sexual behav ior (and I would add fantasy) is active
penetration. Activity, and the assumed underlying fantasy of
domination, is held to be equivalent to authority.
Prostrate and prone, the homosexual has become a cultural
site of loss (Bersani, 1989; Crimp, 1989)—a cultural condition
or position that has been fortified and sanctioned, as well as
obscured, by the cultural ego ideal of macho sexuality. Despite
the great variety of cultural idioms through which male
homosexuality is expressed, including the dominant role of the
macho clone in contemporar y gay culture, homosexuals
continue to be v iewed as feminine and sma l l. As such,
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and men. We do not have to locate their hate and anxiety within
ourselves in order to ref lect on ourselves as we ref lect on them.
Instead, we make them brittle winners who are left to defend
against inevitable loss. Left to thrust and parry through the
aggressive protest of machismo. Left to make losers of us all.
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