Even now, I’ll bet you don’t know that there are at least 20 openly LGBT athletes competing in the London Olympics — 17 women and three men. I learned about it only after visiting the Website of the Bay Times, one of San Francisco’s two major LGBT newspapers (The Bay Times had a special pull-out section honoring LGBT Olympians).

It is indeed a sign of the times that the mainstream media are nowadays being very nonchalant about mentioning the “queerness” of openly LGBT celebrities. And whenever one does come out publicly (CNN’s Anderson Cooper is a case in point), it’s done so matter-of-factly that it barely raises an eyebrow except among the extremely rabid homo-haters such as Fred Phelps and his Westboro cult.

Then there are those celebrities who don’t need to come out because their personalities are such that almost no one believes that they’re straight. Cases in point; The lion-taming circus duo Siegfried and Roy, comedian Rip Taylor, fitness guru Richard Simmons, and actor Jim Parsons, whose Sheldon Cooper character on the CBS sitcom “The Big Bang Theory” would set off loud blips on the “gaydar” of even the straightest of straight people (Parsons did come out, though, in a recent interview with The New York Times).

I’ve been out of the closet for more than 34 years now — the first 17 years as exclusively gay, the last 19 years as bisexual. More recently, I publicly acknowledged that I’m also polyamorous (which, to be candid, I’ve always been throughout my adult life and goes hand-in-hand with my bisexuality). Yet, even though I don’t keep it a secret, I don’t make a big deal out of it, either; after 34 years — 18 of them living in LGBT-friendly Vermont — I don’t have to.