They really are coming for your birth control pills—seriously.
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Dan Savage
Dan Savage lost his mother last week:
Perhaps a sex-advice column isn’t an appropriate place to eulogize an articulate, elegant woman, a practicing Catholic named for the patron saint of hopeless causes and, perhaps consequently, a Cubs fan. I mean, really—eulogizing my mother back here with the escort ads? So let’s not think of this as a eulogy. Let’s think of it as a thank-you note, the kind of nicety that my mother appreciated.
Forgive the cliché: My mom gave me so much. She gave me life, of course, and some other stuff besides: her sense of humor, her bionic bullshit detectors, her colossal sweet tooth. She also gave me—she gave all four of her children (Bill, Ed, Dan, Laura)—her unconditional love. Long after I came out, she told me she always suspected that I might be gay; I was the quiet one, the boy who liked Broadway musicals and baking cakes and shared her passion for Strauss waltzes. When I asked my parents to take me to the national tour of A Chorus Line for my 13th birthday, that should have settled the matter. Your third son? Total fag, lady. But my parents were Catholic and religious, and it somehow still came as a shock when I told them. My mother came around fast, and she came out swinging—rainbow stickers on her car, a PFLAG membership card in her wallet, and an ultimatum delivered to the whole family: Anyone who had a problem with me had a problem with her.
Full column here.
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Poor, poor, nostalgic Garrison Keillor. He appoints himself the spokesperson for monogamy, and then spouts stupid, outdated gay stereotypes (Stating the Obvious):
Under the old monogamous system, we didn’t have the problem of apportioning Thanksgiving and Christmas among your mother and stepdad, your dad and his third wife, your mother-in-law and her boyfriend Hal, and your father-in-law and his boyfriend Chuck. Today, serial monogamy has stretched the extended family to the breaking point. A child can now grow up with eight or nine or 10 grandparents — Gampa, Gammy, Goopa, Gumby, Papa, Poopsy, Goofy, Gaga and Chuck — and need a program to keep track of the actors.
And now gay marriage will produce a whole new string of hyphenated relatives. In addition to the ex-stepson and ex-in-laws and your wife’s first husband’s second wife, there now will be Bruce and Kevin’s in-laws and Bruce’s ex, Mark, and Mark’s current partner, and I suppose we’ll get used to it.
The country has come to accept stereotypical gay men — sardonic fellows with fussy hair who live in over-decorated apartments with a striped sofa and a small weird dog and who worship campy performers and go in for flamboyance now and then themselves. If they want to be accepted as couples and daddies, however, the flamboyance may have to be brought under control. Parents are supposed to stand in back and not wear chartreuse pants and black polka-dot shirts. That’s for the kids. It’s their show.
Yeah, I know it’s a parody of some sort, but still.
Dan Savage has steam comin’ out of his ears (Fuck Garrison Keillor):
Ultimately gay parents aren’t interested in being “accepted as couples and daddies†by withered old adulterers. We exist irrespective of your “acceptance.†And if I seem angry, you fucking motherfucker, it’s because I am. Angered and shocked. I’m used to being attacked by right-wingers obsessed with gay sex and fixated on anti-gay stereotypes. It’s a new and different sensation to be attacked so crudely by a man of the left—particularly when that man’s fat ass squats in a large glass house.
Cameron Scott asks, Why is Salon Running a Bigoted Anti-Gay Column by Garrison Keillor?:
Does Marine Staff Sgt. Eric Alva who fought and was wounded in Iraq fit this stereotype? Does John Amaechi, a retired NBA player? Keillor is just vomiting up his own homophobic impressions.
Write Salon and ask why they’re giving bigotry a platform.
Feministing gives Yet another reason to hate Garrison Keillor
Twisty tells Garrison Keillor to take his lutefisk and shove it.
Tell you what Garrison, how about tea with manly Matt Sanchez, mmmkay?
Update: Lolita made a good point at dinner tonight. If’ you’re going to complain, it should be to National Public Radio. which broadcasts Prairie Home Companion or American Public Media, home of of the show:
- Jay Kernis, Senior Vice President for Programming (email: jkernis@npr.org)
- Kevin Klose, President (kklose@npr.org)
- Walt Swanston, Director of Diversity Management(email: wswanston@npr.org)
- William H. Kling, President & CEO, Minnesota Public Radio, American Public Media Group, American Public Media (email: bkling@mpr.org)
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