To Be Gay Every Day
Looking into the Schiavo affair, Arthur Silber (in "Necrophiliac Spiritualism") discovers the hidden (alas, not unexpected) homophobia, and then quotes Dick Cheney:
You want to know something? Bush and the Religious Krazies brigade that he’s unleashed have made gay-bashing so common—and so “respectable”—in America that my day is never complete until I feel I’ve been beaten into a pulpy mass for an hour or two by a marauding gang of rabid Jesus freak hysterics, who are convinced that my being gay is going to destroy decency, the family and every achievement of Western civilization. I keep myself on guard all day, every day, knowing that it will happen at some point.
And I am never, ever disappointed. Not one single goddamned day.
It’s a truly wonderful feeling. I just can’t express how truly, deeply wonderful it is. Thanks, George! Oh, and George? How can I say this? What are the right words? Oh, yeah:
Fuck you.
While you're there, read his "Gay History — Some Personal Notes", too.
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on Saturday, 26 March 2005 at 01.38
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I tend to think giving in to paranoia and throwing daily self-pity parties serves only to vindicate the homophobes' charges of abnormality.
I'm not gay and I can only begin to imagine the difficulties gays have to deal with, I admit. But from my perspective, I can tell you I've seen a very substantial change in thinking about homosexuality among an awful lot of people over the past 25 or 30 years.
Change often comes about not like a soldier marching boldly, but rather like Robert Frost's "Fog," coming in "on little cat feet."