When I was a young child in the 1980s, my little sister and I used to watch
Dame Edna on television with my parents all the time. There was absolutely nothing innately sexual about male comedian Barry Humphries wearing flamboyant women's clothing and garish makeup for his act, and watching the show certainly didn't turn me gay.
How is beloved drag performer Dame Edna any different at all from today's drag queens reading stories in libraries to children? The only people who are making this a sexual thing are the bigots on the far right who want to turn even the most harmless forms of family-friendly entertainment into part of the culture war.