"Part of Satan"

Seriously? SERIOUSLY?!

OK, so you aren't bashing. Good for you. Do you want a medal? How about a trophy? No. This isn't bashing. But it is close-minded, belittling, and ignorant. Being gay, lesbian, bi-sexual, or transgender is not a disorder or a dysfunction, so STFU Michele Bachmann. Please. For all our sakes.



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Pat Robertson: A Culture of Death

Yup, You're right, Pat Robertson. I am a member of a culture of death and want to kill babies.



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Dear Mr. President

How did I not know about this song earlier?


To quote Aaron Sorkin's Lewis Rothschild from The American President: "I'm a citizen, this is my President. And in this country it is not only permissible to question our leaders it's our responsibility!"





What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away?
And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay?
I can only imagine what the first lady has to say
You've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine.

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye?


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Seriously, people?: "The Muslims Next Door"

Are you kidding me? Seriously?! I am one of the most accepting people out there, and this is just disgusting to read. Victoria Jackson - a former SNL actress - has written an article that just about covers all forms of hate and fear possible.


People like her MAKE me want to be a Democrat.

Check it out, if you can stomach a healthy dose of intolerance, racism, and homophobia: The Muslims next door

"Fear, after all, is our real enemy. Fear is taking over our world. Fear is being used as a tool of manipulation in our society. Itʼs how politicians peddle policy and how Madison Avenue sells us things that we donʼt need. Think about it. Fear that weʼre going to be attacked, fear that there are communists lurking around every corner, fear that some little Caribbean country that doesnʼt believe in our way of life poses a threat to us. Fear that black culture may take over the world. Fear of Elvis Presleyʼs hips. Well, maybe that one is a real fear. Fear that our bad breath might ruin our friendships… Fear of growing old and being alone."
- Christopher Isherwood, A Single Man

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Home for the Holidays

Can you have culture shock in your own home town? I've been back in Virginia for 3 days and I am already baffled, startled, and confused by some of the things that I have seen and heard. Does my disagreement make me a "city slicker" or a snob? I don't think so, but I can't help but wonder if other people do.

I don't care what your politics are; I do care when you are racist and intolerant.

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Glee: That's More Like It!

I know, I've become known as a Glee Basher as of late, and that's completely fair. But this week, I am whistling a different tune. Why, you might ask? Because Glee actually did something right.

I don't know how often they switch up the writers, but whoever writes the non-preachy episodes should get a raise. You see, that's become my main gripe about the show - that it is too much of an afternoon special knocking the audience over the head with a message (ie. "I'm in a funk. Don't you like funk? Give up the funk.").

Tonight's episode really showed more of Kurt and hit on current events that are so important right now. Everything really touched on the topic of bullying and how it can play out in all different medians, and, to top it off? The music was unrelated. They sang songs to sing songs, and they were beautiful.

I really don't think I can find one thing to really harp on in the entire episode, and that is no small feat. My roommate will be the first to tell you that I like to pick, prod, judge, and critique just about everything I watch and read, so, this just might be a first.

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SATC2 "Gay" Count.

So, I noticed this way back when, and the fact that Jezebel is covering it now only resparks my anger with the second Sex and the City movie: they say "gay" a bajillion times. And when they aren't saying "gay" they're saying "bitch" or some other equivalent. Don't even get me started on the wedding.

Screenwriting at it's worst.

The lovely ladies over at Jezebel have put together a clip of the total "Gay Count" - I believe it hits just below 20 times. Check it out: Count How Many Times They Say 'Gay' In SATC2

An Insult To ... Everything: a Sex and the City 2 review.

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If You Don't Like It, Go Home!

equality |iˈkwälitē|
noun
the state of being equal, esp. in status, rights, and opportunities

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Like, literally!

"Are you being sinister or is this some form of practical joke?"

It is not OK to judge someone else's life. And it is not OK to beat up a person because they are different.

Today, people sicken me. Today, I'm saying "screw you" to every single person who thinks they are better than someone else, to every person too afraid to open their mind, and to every person who doesn't understand love.

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America

By: Allen Ginsberg

America I've given you all and now I'm nothing.
America two dollars and twenty-seven cents January 17, 1956.
I can't stand my own mind.
America when will we end the human war?
Go fuck yourself with your atom bomb
I don't feel good don't bother me.
I won't write my poem till I'm in my right mind.
America when will you be angelic?
When will you take off your clothes?
When will you look at yourself through the grave?
When will you be worthy of your million Trotskyites?
America why are your libraries full of tears?
America when will you send your eggs to India?
I'm sick of your insane demands.
When can I go into the supermarket and buy what I need with my good looks?
America after all it is you and I who are perfect not the next world.
Your machinery is too much for me.
You made me want to be a saint.
There must be some other way to settle this argument.
Burroughs is in Tangiers I don't think he'll come back it's sinister.
Are you being sinister or is this some form of practical joke?
I'm trying to come to the point.
I refuse to give up my obsession.
America stop pushing I know what I'm doing.
America the plum blossoms are falling.
I haven't read the newspapers for months, everyday somebody goes on trial for
murder.
America I feel sentimental about the Wobblies.
America I used to be a communist when I was a kid and I'm not sorry.
I smoke marijuana every chance I get.
I sit in my house for days on end and stare at the roses in the closet.
When I go to Chinatown I get drunk and never get laid.
My mind is made up there's going to be trouble.
You should have seen me reading Marx.
My psychoanalyst thinks I'm perfectly right.
I won't say the Lord's Prayer.
I have mystical visions and cosmic vibrations.
America I still haven't told you what you did to Uncle Max after he came over
from Russia.

I'm addressing you.
Are you going to let our emotional life be run by Time Magazine?
I'm obsessed by Time Magazine.
I read it every week.
Its cover stares at me every time I slink past the corner candystore.
I read it in the basement of the Berkeley Public Library.
It's always telling me about responsibility. Businessmen are serious. Movie
producers are serious. Everybody's serious but me.
It occurs to me that I am America.
I am talking to myself again.

Asia is rising against me.
I haven't got a chinaman's chance.
I'd better consider my national resources.
My national resources consist of two joints of marijuana millions of genitals
an unpublishable private literature that goes 1400 miles and hour and
twentyfivethousand mental institutions.
I say nothing about my prisons nor the millions of underpriviliged who live in
my flowerpots under the light of five hundred suns.
I have abolished the whorehouses of France, Tangiers is the next to go.
My ambition is to be President despite the fact that I'm a Catholic.

America how can I write a holy litany in your silly mood?
I will continue like Henry Ford my strophes are as individual as his
automobiles more so they're all different sexes
America I will sell you strophes $2500 apiece $500 down on your old strophe
America free Tom Mooney
America save the Spanish Loyalists
America Sacco & Vanzetti must not die
America I am the Scottsboro boys.
America when I was seven momma took me to Communist Cell meetings they
sold us garbanzos a handful per ticket a ticket costs a nickel and the
speeches were free everybody was angelic and sentimental about the
workers it was all so sincere you have no idea what a good thing the party
was in 1835 Scott Nearing was a grand old man a real mensch Mother
Bloor made me cry I once saw Israel Amter plain. Everybody must have
been a spy.
America you don're really want to go to war.
America it's them bad Russians.
Them Russians them Russians and them Chinamen. And them Russians.
The Russia wants to eat us alive. The Russia's power mad. She wants to take
our cars from out our garages.
Her wants to grab Chicago. Her needs a Red Reader's Digest. her wants our
auto plants in Siberia. Him big bureaucracy running our fillingstations.
That no good. Ugh. Him makes Indians learn read. Him need big black niggers.
Hah. Her make us all work sixteen hours a day. Help.
America this is quite serious.
America this is the impression I get from looking in the television set.
America is this correct?
I'd better get right down to the job.
It's true I don't want to join the Army or turn lathes in precision parts
factories, I'm nearsighted and psychopathic anyway.
America I'm putting my queer shoulder to the wheel.