Discussing loos with Ru
IN today’s world, Shakespeare might ask: “To be or not to be in a ladies’ toilet?” Willy’s not around, so I myself asked Ru Paul.
Answered our No. 1 sometimes-blond drag queen, who’s 7 feet tall on his platform heels: “Oh, honey, it’s a new age. Out with the old, in with the new. Old people put up a fight. They won’t change. They’re the last gasp of the 20th century.”
Born Ru Paul Andre Charles in San Diego 56 years ago, and as soft-sounding as a tractor, Miss Ru who out queens Elizabeth of England, says:
“Please . . . when I’m getting to go into whatever john’s around, I’m not hunting anywhere for some special designated restroom. I’ll take a security guard with me. Honey, you want to watch, go ahead. I’m getting paid . . . so . . . watch.
“I have offers from clubs for a whole bunch of money. An old gal like myself isn’t turning down any job because of worrying about peeing.
“There’s things I don’t love about today that aren’t even toilets. Like cellphones. They stick them in your face. They make living too damn hard. Why doesn’t someone fight against that and leave our loos alone. Just tell people, ‘Go to whatever can you want.’ “Logo TV reruns my TV perennial ‘Ru Paul’s Drag Race.’ I’m a judge on TV’s ‘Skin Wars.’ I don’t know when the hell it’s on. Don’t ask me, I don’t know. Download it. It’s maybe some iTunes or Hulu thing. And I do Snatch Game [on ‘Drag Race’].” About where’s he keep his wardrobe, it’s, “I don’t want to see them on eBay so I have a pop-up store in Hollywood. In LA, one weekend brought my Drag Con 30,000 people. And I sold T-shirts that read ‘Get To Meet the Tribe.’ And nobody worried about toilets.”