In this latest brouhaha, you stepped right into the hornet’s nest by using words that no one but another LGBT-er can use, and even then many would invite similar criticism. I know you wore you’re best armor by using your disclaimer sentence, brilliantly clarifying, with idiot-proof wording that you ‘did not go off on your gay biker tangent to make fun of gay people but to laugh with them’, etc. That sentence was good. And ridiculously clear.

The problem is that years and years of bullying, suicide, marginalization and murder have involved such language, insomuch as these words are symbols of the very hate and ignorance that cause the violence.

However, all the more reason LGBT-ers, like so many other minority groups, have done so much to take the power out of them by using these epithets themselves and often in a context of humor. But if you’re not one of the marginalized group, you’re treading on ‘dangerous’ ground.

Or are you? Could you be instead sparking a conversation that could be revolutionary if folks decided to trade in their righteous anger for something MUCH more bold and dare I say useful – a CONVERSATION.

Why *is* it OK for a gay person to use fag but absolutely NOT if a straight person does? Why is it OK for a black person to use nigger but a white person better always say “the N word’? Why *should* we keep language alive and changing instead of banishing some words? Or are all these things the reverse?

When a person has demonstrated time and time again in word and deed that he is on the side of justice and human rights, I think it’s a terrible waste of intelligence to jump up and down pointing the finger at him, when so much could be gained by having a conversation.

How are things going to change? How are people going to be liberated from the silly, pathetic boxes we all draw around ourselves and one another? When we courageously, one subject and one person at a time, reach out with our humanity and TALK with one another. Oh ya….we also gotta listen. Now that can be hard!

In addition, the term “homosexual” has a clinical, nails-on-a-chalkboard association to it, as if it were still considered a lobotomy-worthy aberration in the APA’s Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders. It places the bulk of the emphasis on the “sex,” instead of the emotional bond between two consenting adults, or their penchant for collecting carnival glass, for example.

Even when style manuals began to discourage use of “homosexual” in favor of “gay” or “LGBT,” it took much poking and prodding by GLAAD and other fledgling gay civil rights orgs (today’s “gay mafia”) to curtail this soft-core queer slandering, in addition to the once rampant use of “sexual preference” (because, hey, who wouldn’t sign up to be lumped in with the Hells Anals).

So you see, the disdain one feels when being referred to as “homosexual” is still ingrained in many a queer psyche.
That said, much in the way I have never liked the garish rainbow flag (seems better suited to represent a Mexican state) I also have never cottoned to “homophobe.” I prefer asshole (the pejorative term, that is), dolt, idiot, redneck or “socially conservative d-bag,” which all get the point across w/o having to make blanket assumptions about a person based on an off-color remark that often warrants further examination or context.

As for the gay biker bits, I was not offended but it could have been funnier. I thought that “Hells Anals” was not too funny and would more likely get you stabbed by a real OB Hell’s Angel than make any of us queers irate.

Lots of queers, myself included, eschew anal sex as either too risky, kind of gross or a bit of both. I guess I don’t like being gay being associated with a particular bodily attraction. I love a nice ass as well as the next guy, but only the well muscled outside part, not the pipe that Taco Bell chalupas, chewed up fingernails and the remnants of jello shots routinely pass through.
Yuck.

It seems reductive and inaccurate to equate being queer, probably the best fate that could befall a person, with the word “anal.” What if you told me that you were taking your mother to dinner, and my response was “how’s that cunt doing?” Would you want someone dear to you to be reduced to a crude term for va-jay-jay? Probably not. In the same way, many queers do not want their identity reduced to a crude or cheap joke, including my queer brothers who enjoy the filthiest forms of gay fun.

In the end, I don’t think your piece was funny enough to keep the politically correct whiners in check. Also, in your non-apology apology, you should have admitted to those occasional gay adventures you had when you were younger (or made some up). As a bi-curious weirdo, LOL, you would have been far more sympathetic. Also, I can’t believe you said “Niggers don’t tip!” in your non-apology. I’ll be stunned if you don’t catch a ration of shit for that. Way to double down.

As for GLADD and the Gay & Lesbian times, fuck them. They are not “gay professionals” but “professional gays.” They are perpetually butt-hurt parasites, basically queer Al Sharptons. They don’t help their communities so much as feed off our collective anger and frustration. When the gay ghetto ends, they’ll have to get real jobs. May they all be castrated at a meth addicts private glory hole or be wrapped in cellophane, accidentally fucked to death at a Palm Springs orgy, and dumped in the desert. That shit happens.

Awesome.