“Fred Phelps may think she’s doomed, but Gaga’s ascent to superstardom reads more like divine providence, prophesized right on the cover of her debut album (The Fame, duh). Before that, her first major press attention resulted not from her music, but from her serving as stylistic inspiration for Christina Aguilera’s brief electro-glam phase. Gaga was established before she was established—her ascent seemed like nothing short of a goddess assuming her rightful position in celebrity’s ever-renewing pantheon, like something that sprung from Myra Breckinridge’s head, or maybe from her likewise ambiguous genitalia. (Incidentally, “Is Lady Gaga a man?” was AskJeeves.com’s third-most-asked question of 2009. You haven’t made it till they’ve questioned your sexuality; you haven’t been deified until they’ve questioned your gender.)”
































