Return of the Gay Disco

Reformatory gay activists, have faith and don't despair. Change is coming.

Sometimes even faster than imagined. Puritanical zealots might have laid serious inroads into the religious strongholds of the north but lo and behold, even they have seen fit to allow certain liberties for the more demanding, rebellious youth.

And surprisingly rather than seek greater personal freedoms, breaking the tight shackles of censorship or even demanding democratic rights, the youth obviously want to dance.

Welcome to the fabulous Islamic disco. Brilliant though shockingly progressive thinkthanks in the northern state of Kelantan have come up with revolutionary ideas that would allow the setting up of discos and nightcubs that cater only to members of the same sex without the horrifying intermingling between the sexes - and no alcohol.

A nightclub without booze ( well that sucks ) but only men. Hmmm... Seriously, would any redblooded gay boy even think of opposing such an ingeniously crafted plan? Hell, I'd be raising banners in support them if I could. Of course in such a traditional heartland, club / techno music would certainly be frowned upon - but then again, maybe some innovative young deejays would be able to work around that bureaucratic tape by splicing and dicing the booty-shaking disco music of Donna Summers, Kylie and Madonna with the dikir barat strains of local instruments. Even indecent, too-revealing Western clothing remains taboo but I doubt many of us would object to virile, dark-skinned traditionally dressed sarong party boys.


The new hotspot in town!
A provincial local government that sanctions sweaty boy-on-boy action. I doubt even Castro or West Hollywood could compare.

Who knows what they will think of next. Perhaps set up deep, verdant parks ( with plenty of leafy bushes ) in the center of the town for men to meet and exchange verbal intercourse. Maybe in a year or two, we'll even be courting the fabulously lucrative pink follar as gay cruiseships come to anchor at the ports of Kota Bharu in search of local culture. Oh yeah, and a bit of dancing.

And of course you guys know how to take this with a strong dose of sarcasm.