“About eight years ago, I connected with one of my daughter’s childhood friends on Social Media. She messaged me-- saying:
“In 1984, when you ran for Mayor of Pine Bluff, my grandmother was absolutely infuriated when your ex-husband’s family took out a full-page Ad in the paper supporting your opponent. She also
told everyone how disgraceful and disrespectful she thought it was when they called you a lesbian. It really boiled her blood! She voted for you, by the way.”
during the Mayoral Race, phone calls to my campaign headquarters, questioning volunteers about my sexual preference, became more and more frequent. It didn’t take a political analyst to know who was fanning the rumor flames. There was no doubt who was
trying to discredit me, destroy my reputation, and attack my character. Between my ex-husband, his family, the Clintons, and--- the Democrat Party, the opposition had a very-organized team of haters—all determined to bring me down.
The day I was forced to stand on the steps of Pine Bluff’s Convention Center and declare “I am not a Lesbian”… was a difficult day. My parents were the only people
standing with me; my volunteers and supporters stayed far away. To my knowledge… no beauty queen in the history of Arkansas politics-- ever uttered the word “Lesbian” in public and certainly-not in a press conference. I issued my statement--late
morning—to only two reporters yet, later that evening, every radio and TV station in Arkansas carried my press conference as the 6 p.m. news ---Lead Story.
months later, I appeared on a popular talk-radio show. The call-in lines were packed with people wanting to express themselves...some in-support of my run for Mayor; others denouncing me or challenging me; still others were anxious to bombard me with questions.
I wasn’t surprised when an older-sounding woman called to chastise me for daring to discuss the word....Lesbian. She proudly announced she had contacted the Miss Arkansas Committee to “report” me and demand they “take-back”
my crown and my title.
After sufficiently beating-me-up with harsh words and threats, the older woman seemed satisfied and was about to hang-up when she remembered a question
she wanted to ask. These were her exact words: “Not that I’m really interested but I am curious. How in the world can two women with the same body parts, have sex? Most particularly, how can the two of you have an ORGANISM?”
Trying to be respectful without laughing, I said: “Ma’am, as I told you before, I AM NOT a Lesbian. I have no idea how Lesbians perform—sexually-- but, as
a heterosexual, I am familiar with the word “ORGASM”. What I find confusing is—not ever--not even once —have I heard of ANYONE having an ORGANISM!
Ma'am, Please---tell me about organisms---I need to know what I'm missing! The older woman screamed loudly then hung up the phone.
The show host, overcome with laughter,
quickly went to a commercial, while I--just--kept--smiling”.