What about people who dress up as eagles and football stars, face streaked with paint, screaming solidarity at mass frenzied events? What about socialites in child-sized clothes and breasts overflowing and face heavily pancaked with makeup? What about suburban dads who wear the same clothes as everyone else in their suburb, day in, day out. What about people with tattoos? What about people with ear piercings? What about women who talk in babytalk? What about people who get veneers on their teeth? All of this is identity fluidity and pageantry. What counts as perversion on one hand and normality on the other will vary widely from culture to culture across millenia of time.

If you go back in time, earliest religions, you'll find a LOT of people channeling gods, animals, weather, what have you, they'd literally paint themselves in blood and dress in the hides of gutted animals, to take on oneself the animal spirit, anthropomorphize it. Were they wrong, stupid, do they deserve to be mocked? They saw themselves as being part of the natural world, and they were. Life is art, life is religion, life is sex, life is theater. What's important to one is not to the other, and the inverse.

Anytime someone makes fun of or rags on someone for being different, I want to say: if everyone were as perfect as you, the world would be an awfully boring place. Skritch.