Just in time for the beginning of Pride Week, that lovely time of year when queerness is in the air, the phobes are crawling out of the woodwork as if deliberately trying to remind us all why the parades and banners are still necessary.
In a burst of dewey-eyed nostalgia for those halcyon days of 1939 Germany, Rev. Bill Banuchi, executive director of the Christian Coalition spoke from on high unto his flock, declaring that gays should be made to wear warning labels:
We put warning labels on cigarette packs because we know that smoking takes one to two years off the average life span, yet we ‘celebrate’ a lifestyle that we know spreads every kind of sexually transmitted disease and takes at least 20 years off the average life span according to the 2005 issue of the revered scientific journal Psychological Reports.
The journal Psychological Reports is “revered” by the same people who believe that the dinosaurs became extinct because they didn’t make it to Noah’s Ark in time and that the sperms won’t find the egg if you pray to Jesus really hard.
It’s good that people like Banuchi are willing to open their mouths and spout off, because frankly, the gay establishment does a pretty piss-poor job of justifying itself. I don’t generally attend the parades because the picture they give of LGBT liberation movements is that they’re motivated by a compelling need to have the right to upscale vodka, memberships to tony gyms, and better sitcoms. What started out as two parts rebellion, one part bacchanalian orgy is now one great big happy celebration of corporate sponsorship. Notice, for example, the second half of that article, which names this year’s Grand Marshals in the West Hollywood Pride Parade — Paris Hilton and her mom, Kathy Hilton.
Down South in Texas, gays and lesbians living in Texas were invited to like it or lump it by Texas Governor Rick Perry:
Texas Gov. Rick Perry suggested that gay veterans unhappy with the proposed anti-gay constitutional amendment should move elsewhere.
“I’m going to say Texas has made a decision on marriage and if there’s a state with more lenient views than Texas, then maybe that’s where they should live,” the Fort Worth Star-Telegram reported Perry said Sunday.
Perry’s comments were in response to a question during a news conference about what he would tell gay war veterans returning from Iraq.
In short: Faggots, if ya don’t die in Iraq, don’t live in Texas.
And finally, if it isn’t bad enough what the religious right is willing to do to homos who are strangers, look at what they’re willing to do to their own children. Blogger Mike Ditto has an article about a Tennessee camp called Love in Action, designed to help parents “cure” their beloved children of the curse of homosexuality. Tactics of the camp include social and physical isolation, constant supervision, strict enforcement of “proper” gender behavior and dress (e.g., shaving of legs and armpits for girls, short haircuts for boys), and “shaming sessions.” A former “attendee” of the camp says that John Smid, LIA’s director told him that “I would rather you commit suicide than have you leave Love In Action wanting to return to the gay lifestyle. In a physical death you could still have a spiritual resurrection; whereas, returning to homosexuality you are yielding yourself to a spiritual death from which there is no recovery.” Smid denies ever having said this. The most poignant part of Ditto’s post is his link to the blog of a young boy named Zach who was being sent to the camp by his parents. Zach’s blog was written in the few days between when his parents told him about the camp and when he left. “What is with these people…?” Zach writes. “Honestly.. how could you support a program like this? If I do come out straight I’ll be so mentally unstable and depressed it wont matter.. I’ll be back in therapy again. This is not good–”
Everyone have a happy Pride Week. And despite all the plastic shit that the HRC and its ilk will be dazzling everyone with, this is a perfect week to celebrate old slogans:
Action = Life
Silence = Death