In today's complex, post-everything culture, does the term "camp" still have meaning? Sitting down with me, Bruce LaBruce answered some questions about his essay "Notes on Camp/Anti-Camp" and "camp-categorized" a brand new list of current gay-related people and topics.

Gay readers have been told that we should despise this kind of poetry because it devalues us and has historically contributed to our stigmatization. And yet, much of this poetry can be great fun if we approach it as camp frivolity rather than earnest homophobic ridicule.

Lovers of camp, rejoice! Your must-have stocking stuffer has arrived just in the St. Nick of time. Presenting Just Me, the debut album by Texan hairstylist-cum-chanteuse Lisa Gail Allred.

If Casino Royale outed Bond's omnisexual tartiness, Skyfall outs the queerness of the Bond villain, someone who was often implicitly coded as queer. After all those decades of coding, Bardem's openly flirtatious, swishy villainy seems exhilirating.

Yes, Rylan Clark embodies a gay stereotype, but is that really such a bad thing? By camping it up each Saturday night, is he really bringing shame on the gay community? I don't think so. In fact, I think he should be celebrated for being such a beacon of pride on primetime television.

For comedy I turn to Christian bigots, but they have let me down of late. What's missing from the current crop, what today's anti-gay preachers, with their infantile depictions of "poo-poo pansies," fail to provide, is camp.