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Drag kings are sexier than drag queens, discovers Fiona Scott-Norman.
ONE of culture guerilla Banksy’s works of graffiti has just sold for more than $400,000. Elvis Costello is in an advertisement for Lexus. You’d be pushed to find anyone under 35, male or female, bogan or bourgeois, without a tattoo or piece of metal thrust through some nubbin of soft tissue. Society doesn’t so much as attack counter-culture as appropriate it to death.
Drag queens are another example. Only 30 or so years ago a drag queen was unusual, confronting, and more provocative than sketching a jaunty cartoon of Muhammad; these days they’re family entertainment on stage at the Regent and scarcely raise an eyebrow.