The death of the bulldyke
Where have all the cowgirls gone?
A few years ago while on assignment writing about a tiny gay redneck village in the Ozarks, I was struck to discover a healthy and thriving population of bulldykes. Walking around Eureka Springs, Arkansas on a Saturday afternoon I spotted pockets of them grazing outside bars in their gray mullets and Oakleys, perched on their Harley Davidso…
