“What’s that” he (Mark Finkelstein) writes? “It now turns out that Dumbledore is gay? And while [Jerry] Falwell was thoroughly lambasted in the MSM {Mainstream Media}” – that’s Mainstream Media – “for his suggestion, the Times tells us that Rowling’s revelation inspired applause”? “Somewhere, Jerry Falwell is smiling.” You may vaguely recall that among Reverend Falwell’s more serious disturbances of peace, he insisted that the Teletubby Tinky Winky was gay. Dumbledore, Jerry Falwell, Tinky Winky… I’m missing something and why- why gay non-existent characters are so important? Don’t these professional Christians have something to do during the day? I mean, didn’t Jesus leave instructions on how to plan your day? Something constructive? Didn’t he kind of help people? Didn’t he look out for the afflicted? To use half of “A. J.” Liebling’s quote: “To comfort the afflicted and afflict the comfortable” to complete it. You know, they… It just seems that they get off on these tangents here. And, of course, the homosexuality and the reading of science fiction such as the Bible, you know, and giving it the standard of truth. I mean, it just… i-it’s… it would be cartoonish if it weren’t, you know, dangerous to some people. As long as we’re discussing minorities, I’d like to mention something about language: there are a couple of terms used a lot these days by guilty white liberals. The first one is “happens to be”. “He happens to be black”. Like it’s a fucking accident, you know. And the other term is “openly”. “Openly gay”. They’ll say “he’s openly gay”. But that’s the only minority they use that for. You know, you wouldn’t say someone who is “openly black”. Well, maybe James Brown. I always feel sorry for homeless gay people. They have no closet to come out of. You know, the other day I got to thinking about bisexuals and thinking what an awful life that must be, what a curse it must be to be a bisexual. Can you imagine wanting to fuck everybody you meet? Think of all the phone numbers you’d accumulate. You might as well just walk around with the White Pages under your arm. And by the way, while all this activity is going on you’ve got to maintain a hardon. So you better be fantasising about someone you really like. Or some thing you really like. I don’t know what it might be. Maybe getting fucked in the ass by a game warden. Who knows, huh? Hey… hey, I’m not here to judge. We’re all different. To each his own. If you knew a family and one of them was a homosexual and he was in an automobile accident and he was comatose, you could always comfort that family by saying “Well, look at it this way: He was a fruit. Now he’s a vegetable. At least he’s still in the produce section.” Now i probably got some other group pissed off at me because i said “fruit”. There’s a different group in this country to get pissed off at you in this country for everything “you’re not supposed to say”. Can’t say “fruit”. Can’t say “faggot”. Can’t say “queer”. Can’t say “nancy boy”. Can’t say “pansy”. There is absolutely nothing wrong with any of those words in and of themselves. They’re only words. It’s the context that counts. It’s the user. It’s the intention behind the words that makes them good or bad. The words are completely neutral. The words are innocent. They’re only words. You can’t be afraid of words that speak the truth. Even if it’s an unpleasant truth, like the fact that there’s a bigot and a racist in every living room and every street corner in this country. So these Reagan people, these right-wingers in general, these, uh… all these crypto-Fascists, they’re against homosexuality Yeah, they’re gonna get the government off you back but they’re going to tell you how to live your sex life. And let me ask you this. How would they know anything about it? Catholics and other Christians are against abortion AND they’re against homosexuals. Well, who has less abortions than homosexuals? Leave these fucking people alone, for Christ’s sake! Here is an entire class of people guaranteed never to have an abortion. And the Catholics and (other) Christians are just tossing them aside. You’d think they’d make natural allies. (Miller:) What do you think about gays in the military? Do you have any thoughts on that? (Carlin:) I don’t know. A lot of soldiers complain about it, these hetero soldiers. They don’t want that… More pussy for me! You go to town, if half the guys are gay, there’s more pussy for the heteros. What are they thinking about? What are they thinking about? The reason for most violence against gays is that heterosexual men are forced to prove that they themselves are not gay. It goes like this: Men in strong male subcultures like the police, the military and sports and a few other cesspools bond very strongly. Hunting and fishing and golfing friendships also produce this unnatural bonding. These guys bond and bond and bond and they get closer and closer, until finally they’re just drunk enough to say “You know, i really love these guys!”. And that frightens them, so they quickly add “but I’m not a queer”. See the dilemma? Now they have to go out of their way to prove to the world, to their buddies and to themselves that they don’t harbor homoerotic feelings. And it’s only a short step from “I’m not a queer” to “In fact i hate queers!” and another short step to “Let’s go kill some queers!”. And what they really seek to kill is not the queer outside. It’s the queer inside they fear. Gay bashers are repressed homosexuals attempting to deny the queer inside, but certain signals get past the screen. That’s why you see so many policemen with those precious little well-groomed mustaches. You’d see more of the same mustaches on athletes and military men, but those two groups are not allowed to express themselves freely. Military drones and many sheep-like athletes have dress codes and are forbidden to wear facial hair. The idea is to limit and reduce their individuality. These are men who have chosen to allow “the organisation” to run their lives. That’s why athletes, police and military men have that rigid unbending body language; they’re severely repressed. Guess what they’re repressing. Why do you think they call those police cars “cruisers”?