For whom the bells toll…
Golz was gay and he had wanted him to be gay too before he left, but he hadn’t been.
All the best ones, when you thought it over, were gay. It was much better to be gay and it was a sign of something too. It was like having immortality while you were still alive. That was a complicated one. There were not many of them left though. No, there were not many of the gay ones left. There were very damned few of them left. And if you keep on thinking like that, my boy, you won’t be left either. Turn off the thinking now, old timer, old comrade. You are a bridge blower now. Not a thinker.
Funny how the meaning of the word “gay” has changed so much since Hemmingway wrote these lines way way back. Actually, the meaning’s not changed, but to use a marketing term, the “top-of-mind” association that comes to mind is contextually completely different.