Fresh, Hot Wastes of Time

I found out how to say “I love you” in babyese, since a baby told me she loves me.

“Eh suvv sum!”

You know what, don’t even bother explaining to me the antipathy that straights have for gays and gays have for straights. I don’t understand it, I never have, and I don’t think I ever will.

Straights: gays aren’t going to make you want to wear lavender and arrange flowers, unless you like that sort of thing to begin with.

Gays: if you enter a straight conservative (like Baptist) church, you’re not going to be struck dead by God, nor dragged to the altar and sacrificed, nor even stoned to death. If they even know you’re gay to begin with – and why is it anyone’s business who’s sleeping with whom?

Yeah if you go around announcing details of your sex life, you’ve opened a gossip door. You’re showing that it’s ok to gossip about your sex life, so others probably will too. This is the same case with both gays and straights.

And if you’re sitting over there on your high moral ground, looking down your nose at those who don’t subscribe to your point of view, you can go to hell.

“There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio,
Than are dreamt of in your philosophy.”

-William Shakespeare, a Very Smart Man.

(this post is mostly based on overhearing a guy last night tell his friend something like “Can you believe it? Me! I actually set foot in a Baptist church. I was terrified!” What the hell did you think they’d do, eat you and then go play with their rattlesnakes?)

I was reading someone else’s blog and I felt that I needed to comment here, without naming names, because I think it’s pretty rude to go incite a comments war.

The post was about the recent anti-war demonstrations in Austin, with pictures. The caption was something like “This is what Texas looks like”. A commenter posted “I wish Texas looked like this every day”.

That’s got the be one of the dumbest things I’ve ever heard – unless the commenter likes thousands of protestors campaigning against possible global war, as well as complete disagreement with their government.

Protestors are out there on damned serious business. They’re out there protesting a potentially greatly damaging war. They don’t want to see all the cost in lives, equipment, and money. It’s not all about holding hands and singing Kumbayah. If you want Texas to look like that every day then you’re just a sadist.

Perhaps I’m too utopian. What I’d like Texas to look like every day is a pro-rally, not an anti-rally. Why revel in negativeness? Can’t anyone find something they like and march en masse, educating people about it? That’s what I think it would be nice to see every day. No name-calling, no flaming effigies, no ugly caricatures.

When I’m queen of the world…