WEST POINT: A 'GAY UNDERGROUND'

The New York Times does an expose on that military academy West Point and homosexuals.

With the news of cadet Katherine Miller resigning, the paper dives into what the climate really is like on campus.

We find out there is a "gay underground" and students aren't transparent.

A breeder cadet wouldn't tolerate nor run to an empty parking lot late at night to talk to his nasty cunt.  WHY SHOULD A GAY ONE???  HOW LONG ARE YOU GOING TOLERATE BEING A SECOND-CLASS CITIZEN AT WEST POINT,  GAY CADETS???   DO SOMETHING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 

STOP hunkering around like scared lab rats!!

Interviews with three gay cadets, who spoke on the condition of anonymity because revealing their identities could result in expulsion, as well as conversations with Ms. Miller and several gay alumni, painted a portrait of a vibrant, if tiny, gay underground at West Point. The hiding begins on Day 1: new cadets must sign a document acknowledging that revealing one’s homosexuality can lead to discharge, as can demonstrating 'a propensity to engage in homosexual acts.'"

An encounter during military maneuvers might result in flirtatious Facebook messaging back in the barracks. Those who earn weekend passes might make late-night runs to gay bars in Manhattan, about 50 miles away, or to gay parties on nearby college campuses, often with students they met through intercollegiate sports.

The two lesbian cadets described all this at 9 o’clock one night last week at Jefferson Library, amid dozens of classmates dressed in immaculately pressed gray uniforms, sitting up straight and studying textbooks. Both said they had been openly gay in high school but found gay socializing nearly impossible during the strict first year at West Point, then began to confide in a tight group of loyal friends as liberties increased. “Anyone you meet here,” the senior female cadet said, “you have to assess their personality very closely, and see if you can trust them.”

"The male cadet in his fourth year said he had had sexual relationships with several other men at the academy. Last year, he fell for a guy at a gay bar in Manhattan who, to the surprise of both of them, turned out to be a classmate. Back on campus, they enjoyed and suffered through a seven-month relationship on the 'down low,' he said. They might share a meal at Grant Hall, but if they passed each other in company, they would simply nod hello or offer a casual back-slap. They did not attend the year-end formal dance together. 'I went alone and told the other guys my girlfriend from home had flight delays,' said the senior, who goes nightly to a deserted parking lot to make personal phone calls, for fear of tipping off his straight roommates."