Barack Obama is the Antichrist

Sorry for the lag in posts; I was traveling for work for a few days and managed to fall ill upon my return. So I spent all of last week in a Nyquil-induced haze, too useless to think of anything witty to say about the world's state of affairs.

But I'm back.

While I slipped in and out of consciousness last week it seems the filler story for segments on Jesus and the fifth anniversary of the second invasion of Iraq were the incendiary comments made by Barack Obama's pastor, Jeremy Wright.

And it seems, for the most part, that stupid Democrats don't really care if Barack Hussein Obama went to school at a madrassa or if he is part of a radical, anti-white church that advocates the destruction of America. Homeboy is still leading the delegate count and attention-starved politicos like Bill Richardson are all but too happy to bask in the glow of the Obama movement.

But the Wright debacle marks a milestone in the election and in our history: faced with the most damning of affiliations, Barack Obama presses on relatively unscathed in the polls. People are ready for change, and they don't care if Idi Amin or Louis Farrakhan takes over the White House, they just want "different." They want an "outsider" to come in and lobby for the little guy. And they'll put up with anything just to catapult their candidate to power, and to make right centuries of racial discord.

So Barack is an angel of peace and reconciliation? I say he's the Antichrist. With his slick, analgesic prose he's all but won the popular vote, his America-hating wife, minister,and Muslim roots notwithstanding.

The Antichrist's most revealing characteristic is his way with words and his unique ability to galvanize people under a banner of peace, unity...change. People will turn against reason and hoist this figure to power in spite of reason. With words and little substance, Barack has dumbed the election down and reduced the Democratic party to a bunch of smiling, Kool-Aid drinking Change-ists.

Kudos to him, woe for America. Or at least the Dems, because McCain still leads Barack and Hillary in the elections and y'all know that if push comes to shove I'm either sitting the election out or I'll vote Republican.

Scaredy Cats

Straight or gay, men don't want to be fat, bald or poor. It's what keeps up at night, shaking under the sheets and biting our nails.

According to Men's Health, baldness, obesity, poverty, having a sissy son and not being able to get it up are men's biggest fears.

I'll take the first three, with a shot of Propecia and some serious cardio. And while I don't see myself in the gutter, I do fear that James and I will be priced out of Chelsea and we'll have to move to back to the hood where I grew up at. As Green-Acres-meets-227 as that that would be, it is something I think about during especially trying times at work or when I read about this upcoming recession.

But my biggest fear, aside from losing James or my family, is fast forwarding ten years into the future and finding myself in front of this laptop with nothing but a gut, a cheeseburger and a surly disposition between me and the keyboard. A little bit of that "where the hell is all of this going" panic has set in as my tenth high school reunion approaches, but I placate that with a vigorous workout and a short checklist of achievement: travel, sanity, relationship, financial independence, still know where i and e belong after c.

So as the next ten years approach, I'll just put a little more umph into my game, cut haters off at the pass, and hope for the best. And James, I know we've discussed this before, but you'll still love me if I turn into Homer Simpson, right?

Monsters and Black People

If the worst the two contendors for the Democratic Party's Presidential nomination can do is call each other lucky and monsters, via their supporters and staffers, then set your snooze alarm for November and just vote for whoever emerges from this PTA-cupcake-sale-election and toss a coin to see who you'll vote for.

Over the weekend Barack's team called Hillary a monster (though she's been called worse and STILL won the Texas and Ohio primaries...) and now one of Hillary's backers, Geraldine Ferraro, has entered the fray. From the Boston Globe:

Ferraro, who backs Hillary Clinton and is raising money for her, was excoriated yesterday by Barack Obama's campaign for suggesting that he wouldn't be a contender if he were a white man or a woman of any color. "He happens to be very lucky who he is," she told a newspaper in California last week. The country, she said, is "caught up in the concept" of the first African-American president.

I couldn't agree more with Ferraro's statement and of course, that makes me a racist, a homophobe and a tranny.(It's the word of the week, bear with me)

Though, I distinctly recall Barack playing up his good fortune at being born in America, of being the product of a unique moment in history where someone of his unique background can even dream of becoming President of the United States during the Texas and Ohio primaries. Click here for the speech he delivered in San Antonio during the Texas primary and scroll to 11:06.

He's lucky when he wants to be just as he's wont to get pissy and offended.

Still, not enough drama for me here. Barack needs to get his people in order and stop them from name-calling and stop them from going to foreign countries to talk down his campaign rhetoric on free trade. In short, they need to get ready for prime time, tighten their foreign policy and stop with the feigned umbrage over a mere statement of fact.

And will someone please dig up a sex tape or pit their opponent in some tranny prostitution ring? Otherwise let's just please spare everyone this slap fighting and nominate Hillary.

The Women

Sometimes it's hard to be a woman, givin' all your love to just one man. You'll have bad times, he'll have good times, doin' things that you don't understand.

Tammy Wynette, how right you are.

In a political scandal that is sure to thaw what's left of winter, New York governor Elliot Spitzer has been accused of soliciting hookers to the tune of up to $5,500 an hour. Eek.

And while everyone is weighing in on the governor's political future, I'm struck, yet again, by the sight of a politico's wife having to mug for the cameras while her man admits to givin out a side of penis to everything and anything that moves except her.

It's got to be painful, nerve-wracking, humilliating - but is it worth it? While the cameras are rolling and the men are boo-hooing daliances with the intern, the cop in the bathroom, the former Israeli-aid or a hooker, are the first ladies bemoaning a marriage gone bad or are they countin' Benjamins and planning a spectacular Waiting to Exhale episode of tie-cutting, car-burning mayhem?

I would love it if James pissed me off enough so that I could burn a car, his clothes and then tell the cops "I'm sorry, officer. I was just burning some trash."

For real, though, I don't understand why these caught-with-their-pants-down men have to drag their wives out for a public caning. The way I see it, these dudes got themselves into the mess by themselves and likewise they should see their way out of it by themselves.

But what do I know? I'm neither a woman, nor part of a powerful political marriage. So hats off to Hillary, Dina, Silda, and Suzanne -- they stand by their men, mug for the cameras in spite of the shame, and (I hope) plan a very lucrative revenge.

Sing it Tammy:

Crisis in Colombia Averted; Por Ahora

Call me a cynic, but the photo to the left doesn't pull at my heartstrings and make me hopeful about the future of Latin America. As long as Hugo Chavez is in the picture, we all have lots to worry about.

Following the Colombian government's decision to send troops past the Ecuadorian border last week to raid a camp set up the FARC rebel group, Venezuela's dictator used the situation to cry foul and ignite fears of Yankee imperialism in the region. Ecuador and Venezuela immediately halted diplomatic relations with Colombia, and Chavez threatened to bring Colombia's economy to its knees. After a crippling military assualt, of course.

Politics being the wishy-washy affair that they are in Latin America, war was conveniently averted this past Friday thanks to an agreement signed in the Dominican Republic between Colombia, Ecuador and Veneuzela. Colombia apologized for violating its neighbor's sovereignty, Venezuela beamed for yet another photo opp.

A collective sigh of relief is drowning out concerns over the influence that Hugo Chavez is wielding in the affairs of one of Latin America's strongest democracies. And it's not just the obvious headline-ready stuff that Chavez is trying to snatch from the administration of Alvaro Uribe either. Aside from hostage negotiations with the FARC, Chavez' government has not been able to counter claims that it supports the rebel group with arms and money.

Support for the FARC by Venezuela, friend of Cuba and Iran, has given the group new vigor. The U.S. and Europe's insatiable demand for cocaine have also kept terrorism in Colombia alive and well.

For now, however, the enemy seems to be playing nice. One day Chavez is ordering troops to the borders with Colombia, the next he's hugging their president and flying to Havana with a rogue Colombian senator to talk about hostage negotiations.

I've said it once and I'll say it again: Chavez' "ability" to "reason" with the terrorists only speaks to his role as one of the group's financiers and moral supporters. For that reason, upon the release of all of the FARC hostages, he should be tried for war crimes and executed. And I suspect that is going to be the course of action Colombia is going to pursue.

Change You Can Believe In

Regardless of your opinion of Hillary Clinton we must all admit this: homegirl is a survivor. And it's that sort of tenacity and 11-th hour galvanizing of the public to break through rhetoric an effect real change that we should want in the White House next January.

Hillary was supposed to skulk away into obscurity after last night but sure enough, the voters in Texas and Ohio thought otherwise. And that's a great thing.

Now, for the sake of the Democratic party - a party I am still deeply disappointed in for their flavor-of-the-month tactics - I hope that Obama will concede defeat and support Hillary's nomination. Let's undo a White House victory by pitting two great Dems against each other for the sake of winning in PA. It's not fair to the party or the people of this country.

And Obama shouldn't skulk away into obscurity either: He called for change and America responded. The GOP is nominating a moderate Republican who most Americans find palatable and a far cry from the fundamentalist Christians the party has put forth in the past few years. The Dems were placing their bets on a black man and a woman for the nation's highest office. So, fait accompli, Barack. His campaign is a watershed moment for the Dems and our nation's history. Years from now we'll look back at American politics at the turn of the century and we'll look at the Dems pre and post Barack Obama. We've certainly changed since 2004 when most of us first heard of the Illinois senator, and I'd say we're all the better because of it.

That places a huge burden on Hillary. Americans are making an intelligent choice by supporting her, but her next battle is for our hearts. Not that she isn't up for the challenge, though. After all, by now it's clear there's nothing homegirl can't do.

You Don't Matter

I'd love to send a memo to the gays on Team Obama saying "you idiots don't matter." But then I'd have to send the same memo to the Log Cabin Republicans and the folks on Team Clinton.

Here's a newsflash for my fellow gays: We're just a talk point for Washington, not an action item.

And to be honest, that's fine by me. I don't expect for the next POTUS to place my community's agenda at the top of her to-do list. Having to end the war in Iraq and saving our economy should keep her busy for four years -- and that should be enough for all Americans.

Yes, we had to get vocal post-Stonewall, in the days of Harvey Milk and in the midst of the AIDS crisis. But in the early 90s the spirit of grunge and hope catapulted the gays into normalcy and it's been a dizzying ascent to the top of the pop culture food chain ever since.

In spite of W's attempted assault on gay rights, his rhetoric came down to sticks and stones nonsense. That's because most Americans don't really care about the gays -- if anything, I hate more gay people than the average Christian fundamentalist, but that comes from firsthand experience, not homespun bigotry.

Still, for my benefit, I would recommend that Hillary tack gay marriage on to an article protecting the Second Ammendment. You know, the one that gives us the right to bear arms? Slip it in with no fanfare and you'll see how quickly everyone is going to drop this family values nonsense. And then everyone will leave the gays alone.

Or kill us.

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Not Being Pro-Israel Does Not Mean You're an Anti-Semite

...but then again, what would French thinker and finger-pointer Henri Bernard Levy (left)talk about at the 92nd Street Y this week?

Levy, according to New York Magazine, is in town to talk about anti-semitism as the 60th anniversary of the formation of the state of Israel draws near. In an interview with the magazine, Levy talks about his concerns over the rise of anti-semitism:

What caused you to turn to explicitly discussing anti-Semitism?
Its return. And a relatively new rhetoric. Anti-Semitism, to pass under the radar, to become again undetectable, to be in a position to operate without being accused of being anti-Semitism, must draw from three sources: anti-Zionism, the denial of the Holocaust, and victim competition. It must articulate the following discourse: “The Jews are a detestable people who, firstly, invented and exaggerated their own martyring”—which is denial of the Holocaust; secondly, “They overshadowed, in doing so, the martyring of other people”—which is victim competition; and, thirdly, “They accomplished this crime because they are obsessed with the defense of an assassin state”—which is anti-Zionism.

While holocaust-denial is indeed worrisome and there is no doubt that many people still harbor anti-semitic feelings, to throw the Israel factor into the equation is a bit unfair. Chiefly because as a (mostly) liberal American I'm uncomfortable with the violent entitlement of the Zionist movement. I've long equated the Zionist movement with the descendants of the Algonquin indians coming to my door saying that Manhattan was their land long ago and that, New York real estate being the mess that it is today, $24 for this island was a rip off and I have to give them my Chelsea studio as payback. No dice.

So it goes, in my mind, with Israel. Understanding, of course, that the Jews have suffered at the hands of empires throughout history, the fact remains that the Palestinians in 1948 shouldn't have born the brunt of millenia of abuse. The takeover of the region wasn't a friendly affair and its consequences are felt the world over in the jihadist movement. In fact, the latter half of the 20th century was marked by violence stemming from the Zionist movement - to say otherwise is reckless, not anti-Semitic. Long before the official Gulf wars we were in battle with the Middle East - the massacre at the Munich Olympic games in '72, the Iran student uprising, the hostage situation in Beirut, the hijacking of airliners - all because of the West's myopic, pro-Israel view. In failing to care about the suffering of the others - those pesky Palestinians - we've suffered their deaths and humiliation hundred-fold in spectacular terrorist attacks whose prevention have come to form America's national identity. Today, America is Israel's paranoid BFF.

So do I think that the Jewish people are entitled to a country? No, I think all people should be allowed to live and work and thrive wherever they choose so long as they integrate peacefully into the local landscape while retaining their customs and faith. Does that make me pro-Iran or pro-Chavez? Absolutely not. Nor does it make me a neo-Nazi, it just makes me anti-violence.

J'Adore Marion Cotillard

For me, the highlight of last night's Oscar ceremony was watching Marion Cotillard win the statue for her role as Edith Piaf in La Vie en Rose.

I'm an unabashed francophile and many, many a time have I looped Edith Piaf's music on days when things didn't go my way. Sunday mornings at home usually include a tribute to the little sparrow as well. I've even made the pilgrimage to her tomb at Pere Lachaise cemetery. See?



So, in honor of the French, and La Mome Piaf (the little sparrow), here's a clip of Edith Piaf singing my favorite of all her songs, L'Hymne a L'Amour, the Hymn to Love. She composed this after the death of her lover, the boxer Marcel Cerdan, in the 50s. Not trying to bring down your Monday, it's just a good song.



Felicitations, Marion!

Bitch Is the New Black

Tina Fey's brilliant and hilarious recap of the Obama/Clinton race aside, I'm going to be real here: If the Dems decide to get cute and nominate Barack Obama then I am going to vote for John McCain. I've voted Republican in the past and I'll do it again.

Enough is enough. If this Clinton-bashing gets to the point where we nominate a nobody senator who really fumbled in yesterday's CNN/Univision debates, then I'm going to go with the party that is lock-stock-and-barrel committed to bringing this country back from the brink of implosion. And I certainly won't support a two-faced party that has taken sadistic pleasure in elevating the Clintons only to tear them down at every moment.

Take note, Barack: The Dems made those JFK references when Bill was running in '92, the Clintons were all up in the clam chowder in Hyannis and now look at the mess they're in.

The lack of perspective and historical deference in the Barack movement is chipping away at the values of the Democratic party. We're the party that stands up for the little guy and makes Washington work for him. Barack can't do that. The GOP is watering at the mouth, waiting for the Dems to hang themselves with this wack candidate.

We still have time to make the right decision and usher our party to 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue. I'm talking to you, Texas and Ohio.

So, Who Wants Change?

Not me. I've seen the Democratic party change from a model of visionary social responsibility to a bunch of bitchy girls in the final stages of cheerleader squad try-outs. Which is why I want to encourage my fellow Americans in Texas and Ohio to think very carefully before casting a vote for a Dem candidate in their state's primaries. Ask yourselves: do I want a friend or do I want a President?

I know the Clintons have made mistakes in the past, but that's no reason to un-invite them to the slumber party. Sure, there was Don't Ask, Don't Tell, there was the unfortunate handling of the Rwanda genocide, there was NAFTA, there was the war in Iraq. But when did the Dems' golden couple stop being the Hope of America and turn into Adolf and Eva?

Stop for a minute and realize that this spectacle makes the Dems look like a bunch of teenie bopper cry babies who are ready to flick off the candidate they once defended so vigorously -- remember Monica-gate? Remember how we all stood by Hillary and applauded her steely resolve to save her marriage and her own political career? Remember how we cried foul because our beloved Bill was being railroaded by a right wing conspiracy? Why, ten years later, are the Dems pointing at the Clintons as the harbingers of evil? When did Bill and Hillary turn into George and Dick?

Ever the well-oiled-machine, the Republicans have found their candidate. Despite the chatter of a few disgruntled pay-for-hate "conservatives" on the Fox News Channel - cuz even Ann Coulter, Sean Hannity and Michelle Malkin are getting tired of bashing Hillary so they've moved on to John McCain - the GOP is on board with McCain's candidacy.

Take a lesson, Dems. The GOP gave us a personality candidate back in 2000 and we're still paying for it. Not that many Americans want to have a beer with W anymore.

The GOP locks into step and promotes a candidate six months before their convention. Meanwhile, us Dems are pitting two exceptional candidates -- who will have to work together once someone is elected, by the way -- against each other. And then you're really in for change - that sweeping Democrat victory from last year will be undone with our bickering and contention and the GOP will once again take over the House and Senate and, Hillary and Obama aside, we'll have to cowtow to right wing policies yet again.

Not Giving Up on Hillary

Team Obama scored its tenth consecutive primary win last night after sweeping through the Wisonsin and Hawaii polls; for those of us watching from the sidelines, its tempting to tow the party line and say "fine, we'll vote for whatever Dem wins the primaries."

But, as Madonna, I mean, Evita, (supposedly) said: "bad moments come but they go, that doesn't mean we should give up our dream, don't you forget what I've been through and yet I'm still standing." So, yes, Barack is scoring big wins, but let's not forget that we've seen a "defeated" Hillary before. And she always bounces back.

I understand Americans want a movement they can belong to. That's super. But if its a revolution they want, then I hope they're ready to ride out the foibles of untested leadership (and please, spare me the JFK references). I'm sticking with Hillary.

My Trip to Colombia

I was going to write a long post about going to Colombia two weeks ago to make things right with my grandma (she wasn't eager to join PFLAG when I came out a few years ago); I was going to talk about the importance of forgiveness and getting over oneself; instead, I decided to put my shots and video clips in a music video.

It's set to Mika's "Love Today," an appropriate title for the lesson I learned on this trip. I'd never have thought to use it, but my little cousins down in Cali are pretty hip and played this track on loop during my stay.

So, as you awake from the stupor of a three day weekend remember to love today.

I'm Not Worth the Fuss

The dude on the left is a Christian blogger and sometimes boxer who has an ax to grind with the gays. J. Matt Barber has outlined the gay community's plan of attack for corrupting America in a column titled "Unmasking the Gay Agenda" today for Catholic Online; the plan, according to Barber, is for gays to use their influence and affluence to normalize their "deviant" sexual behavior and "indoctrinate" Americans into accepting gays' "sin."

With meticulous detail, Barber outlines steps the gays have taken to legalize pedophilia (Note to Catholics: stay away from the P word when making a case for moral uprightness, k?), homosexualize Jesus and sell AIDS as just a cold.

Clearly, Barber hasn't met my theatre group - not only can we not agree on which Dem to support, we can't even agree on where to go to dinner post-show. But I guess there are more militant, demagogue queers out there that pick up the slack.

What Barber has met, however, is a lack of support for his obsession with countering "the gay agenda." He was fired from his job at Allstate Insurance in 2005 for blogging his anti-gay beliefs (on his own time, though how his affiliation with the gay-friendly insurance company came to light is uncertain, he says he didn't divulge that info on his bio). Now, as a blogger myself, I think it's unfair for a corporation to fire someone for writing about their personal beliefs on their own time. Unless they're blogging about how they're going to blow up the office in 90 days or something of that life-threatening-nature, I still believe in freedom of speech, even for fundamentalist Christians.

Barber isn't really saying anything new, and in fact, I'm encouraged by his slander. As the Extreme Right loses its Talibanic grip on Americans, it's only fitting for them to resort to scare tactics: visions of children being snatched from the nuclear family by lecherous gays, only to die of the gay plague -- err, AIDS.

But Barber is right about one thing: We gays are indeed on a mission to legitimize our place in society. Yes, we're vocal in our nation's political discourse, we support artists who show us love, and we are going to continue to fight for fair treatment - at work, at school, wherever. We're part of this country, too, and we're proud of that.

As for indoctrination and "Everyman" tactics, whereby gays try to sell themselves as just the fun-loving folks next door. Well, I'm guilty of that, too. I just got back from Colombia where I went to make peace with my grandma and other members of my family who I thought weren't down with the whole gay relative thing. After they saw that Davicito hadn't really changed at all -- well, the mentioned that I looked bigger, thanks NYHRC -- we spent an amazing week together. In the end, grandma even apologized, saying she was sorry if in her ignorance she ever made me feel as if I wasn't loved. Coming from a stalwart Christian like her, that's all the comeuppance I need.

Sadly, not everyone is going to have this sort of revelation. While Barber's column smacks more of paranoia than hate, let's not forget how easy it is to turn panic into mayhem. Grr, I'm guilty of another one of Barber's charges - equating Christianity with hatred. The Crusades? Inquisition? Slavery? Holocaust? To associate the Church with these events in history would be, oh yeah, true.

So I'm gonna keep an eye on Barber, all the while doing what I always do every night, Pinky, try and take over the world.

Are You a Racist? Or Just an American?

Just got the March issue of Men's Health in the mail, and after skipping past the hetero-sex tips, I came across an interesting survey about race relations.

Says the magazine: "Odds are you're a bit of a racist - at least according to a Northwestern University study. Researchers found that 93 percent of participants harbored some degree of racial bias."

The survey of 1,229 men found that 46 percent men think race relations are a serious issue in this country, while 50 percent of men believe we will never achieve racial equality.

Barack's victory this past weekend be damned, America is still a pretty racist country. And I suspect that many whites who are on the Barack train are just trying to make ammends for their own innate racism, reciting verbatim Team Obama's mantra of "we need new thinking and change we can believe in." Yawn.

I think that racism is a European American concept. I was just in Latin America where I had to explain to my family what the term mixed-race meant. Sure, people down there are aware of color -- they even joke about it, we have songs about beautiful indian women and black men with big lips -- but people in this part of the world are considered Latinos first.

My mom always flips the channel when Mariah Carey gives her sob story of being a bi-racial gazillionaire. And rightly so. My grandmother is black and my grandfather was a white man. Which is why my mom once asked "Davicito, que es bi-racial?" She didn't understand that that's how she could label herself.

In Latin America, economic class trumps race. If you're of the moneyed elite - an institution that can easily be broken into through marriage, a beauty title win, a soccer championship -- you're golden. Otherwise, you're just a poor working stiff. And given the smog and pollution in most Latin American cities, y'all wind up being the same color of soot anyway.

Anyhoo, here's a shot of my mixed race family. We're like a L'Oreal commercial, right?

All Around the World: ¨NO¨ to FARC Terrorists, ¨NO¨ to Chavez

I´m on vacation in Cali, Colombia and as luck would have it, I was also in the middle of the single largest manifestation of public outrage against the Revolutionary Armed Forces of Colombia (FARC). From Berlin to Buenos Aires, and in cities all across Colombia, hundreds of thousands of citizens have taken to the streets to denounce the terrorist acts of the South American rebel group.

As I´ve written on this blog before, the FARC have become the new lords of the drug trade in this country. Ask anyone in this city of 2 million people, from the well-heeled residents of the Granada district to a cab driver, and the disgust for the FARC´s tactics - bombings, civilian kidnappings, drug trafficking - is unanimous.
Also palpable here is the presence of Hugo Chavez in this discourse. Many citizens are weary of his role in the recent hostage negotiations and the fear is that an increasingly armed and rancorous Venezuela will mobilize the FARC into war against Colombia. The stakes are high and the disappointment and frustration have hit their breaking point.

So today my cousin Mayra, an 18-year-old college student with impeccable English, took me to the CAM, the political center of the city, where hundreds of thousands of Caleños were waving flags, singing rock anthems for peace and freedom, and walking along peacefully. No pushing, no shoving, all under the supervision of policemen on the ground and in helicopters above.

The city is at a virtual standstill, as is most of Colombia, to observe this ¨important act of civic duty.¨ Today the city´s leading daily, El Pais, called for all citizens to take part in the march. ¨This is not a political rally, it´s a humanitarian responsibility,¨was the exhortation.

So here are some of my pics from this moving and civil demostation. The most popular t-shirt of today´s movement sums up the mood in this thriving, bustling city where I´ve been having an amazing time thus far: ¨No More Kidnappings, No More Lies, No More Deaths, No More FARC.¨

Michelle Malkin & Jim McGreevey: Dying To Belong

While GCL is in Colombia making peace with grandma, James will be running some oldies but goodies for your reading pleasure.

Original Post Date: October 8, 2006

Here are two people who are single-handedly undoing the course of progress and acceptance in America:



Michelle Malkin and Jim McGreevey suck. *Pun sorta intended.


Michelle Malkin is all sorts of pissed off at the New York Times because they mentioned the fact that she's Filipina. Yes, Michelle Malkin, nee Maglalang, that tank-top wearing, caramel-skinned Conservative sell-out is crying foul after reporter Virginia Heffernan mentioned the pundit's ethnicity in an article about Malkin's attack on YouTube.

Says Malkin: I love how the always oh-so-sensitive New York Times has no problem throwing my ethnicity into an attack, when my ethnicity has nothing at all to do with the subject (the jihad vs. anti-jihad war at YouTube).

Here's why Malkin's etnicity matters:

-- Malkin has done everything in her power to whitewash herself.

-- Her psyhotic desire to belong to the "winning" team has her screaming like a banshee for a cause that undermines the very values that have allowed a woman of color to become such a visible figure in our society.

--She boasts on her blog: [I] opposed publisher [of Seattle Times] and supported successful campaign to abolish race-based affirmative action in government hiring, contracting, and college admissions.

-- Her book In Defense of Internment draws psychotic parallels between the internment of Japanese-Americans during WWII and the need for similar actions with Arab Americans today.
Among other hallucinations, the book claims to expose "how both Japanese American and Arab/Muslim American leaders have united to undermine America's safety."

I would dare say that Michelle Malkin is the Jenna Jameson of the Conservative movement. Here you have a woman of color begging to have her race stripped of her while she whores off her wit and intelligence to advance the cause of the Republican party.

What a godsend she is to the white Republican establishment -- to have one of the little brown ones speak out against affirmative action and espouse the homophobic and xenophobic ideals of their party.

Kudos to Virginia Heffernan for pointing out Malkin's most egregious trespass -- that which she has perpetrated on herself and her heritage by becoming a puppet for a slowly dying cause.

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So what's my beef with Jim McGreevey?

To hear him speak about his newfound "truth" is like watching a man possessed by Pat Buchanan and George Michael. Every utterance out of McGreevey's mouth as he promotes his new book The Confession, especially his embarassing, vomit-inducing appearance on Oprah, reveal a man still struggling with a major identity crisis.

I can't even applaud him coming out of the closet. Jim McGreevey didn't say he was gay, he revealed himself to be a depraved, co-dependant, lying son-of-a-bitch, who like Michelle Malkin was all too eager to sell his own people out just "to belong."

He told Oprah that even though he marched in Gay Pride parades, he refused to vote in favor of gay marriage out of fear that he would be outed. He went into detail about his trysts behind a Synogauge (DAYS before Rosh Hoshanna no less, OY the timing!), he said he had a penchant for anonymous sex with truck drivers, and that he met "the love of his life" in an Israeli whom he would later sleep with in his wife's bed while she was holed up in a hospital recuperating from a Cesaerian section.

WTF?!!!!

This isn't truth or liberation, this is a twisted man who is still acting out of homophobia. WHERE THE HELL ARE ROSIE AND ELLEN to distract America's attention from this wacko fag?

To make matters worse, McGreevey invited Oprah's cameras to his new home which he shares with his "life partner" of six hours (or months).

James and I were flipping out while we watched, in horror, how this idiot confirmed Middle America's worst fears about gays:

-- That we're whores
-- That we lie
-- That we ruin families
-- That we're self possessed and only out for own satisfaction

As I think about topics to write about on this blog, and as I question its effectiveness, I am thankful for the example provided to me by Michelle and Jim. Unless I speak out as a gay person of color, the only point of view this country is going to hear is that of these two self-hating loons. I can't let that happen.

Evil Gays

While GCL is in Colombia making peace with grandma, James will be running some oldies but goodies for your reading pleasure.

Original Post Date: February 8, 2007

Every community has its members that you pretty much want to get all Taliban on and drag to the center of town for an ol'fashioned stoning.

For the gay community, I can't think of two people who really need to get some sense beaten into them more than Ted Haggard and Mary Cheney.

In today's New York Times, Haggard boasts of his "complete heterosexuality" after a three-week stint in counseling. Even Lindsay Lohan committed herself to 30 days of rehab, but I guess when you're as demonic as Haggard, you can get on the fast track to "redemption." For those of not drinking the Kool Aid of the power of "faith," it's laughable that three weeks can undo years of lying and self-loathing.

Still, that's the message from the National Association of Evangelicals: “He [Haggard] is completely heterosexual,” Mr. Ralph [a representative for the religious group] told The [Denver] Post, adding that Mr. Haggard’s homosexual activity had not been “a constant thing.”

What's even more frightening about this mess of a story is that Haggard's wife is not only staying with him, they are both taking online courses to get master’s degrees in psychology!

Mary Cheney is another mess. Now that she's pregnant, she and her tight-assed, lame-duck, mass-murdering-war-profiteering-father have made the topic of her insemination off-limits, saying that her choice to inflict her seed on the world is not a political statement.

And truth be told, the Cheneys have more to be excoriated for than their wayward daughter's romps in the hey with arriviste park rangers. Nonetheless, as Dan Savage brilliantly put it in his blog this week:

"...so long as your party insists on making the fitness of homosexuals to marry or parent—or, hell, exist—a subject of public debate, Mary, your decision to become a parent is germane and very much fit for public discussion and debate. The GOP’s selective embrace of some pregnant dykes—only knocked-up lesbians with powerful connections will be treated with respect—is a disconnect that demands answers. From you, from your father, from your venomous mother, from the idiot president you helped elect. Is that fair? Maybe not. Want to blame someone? Go look in the mirror—and then come out swinging, Mary—for yourself, your partner, and your child."

In times of war it's not uncommon to see people turn on their own just to survive. While the "culture war" rages on in this country, the bigger battle is within the souls of people like Ted and Mary who hate themselves so much that they've made it their life's mission to "redeem" themselves for just existing. The scary thing is that these people have a platform and political connections to see that their twisted brand of hate and depravity turns into legislation.

Stone em!

You Won't Have John Edwards to Kick Around Anymore

And that's fine by me. Thanks, John, for playing Piggy in the Lord of the Flies saga that was primary season. I loved you more than Kerry in '04 and I was thrilled when you announced your bid for the White House in '06. I was on board with your policies on poverty and economics, but you lost me when you admitted that I, as a gay man, don't deserve the same right as you, a heterosexual man. Years from now we're going to look back at you the same way we look at Governor Orval Faubus - as a man who could not see beyond the confines of misguided but current popular opinion.

And that's why you didn't connect with most Democrats this time around. Not just because of the gay thing - that's between you, me, and a couple of million civic minded queers - it's because on all fronts you just seemed eager to make a sell or win a vote.

One of my readers said it best:

"John Edwards uniformly comes across as an empty suit to me. What is there to love? That he's good looking? He is perhaps the least accomplished, least attending Senator. While Kerry destroyed Bush in at least two of the debates, Cheney wiped the floor with Edwards in the VP debate. Edwards style, "I, John Edwards, will fight for the little guy...etc., etc., etc.," is used car politician speak - straight from another time. I can't imagine why the Democrats would lend their weight behind him. I really can't."

Hillary sparked the debate over national healthcare when the Republicans ran the House of Representatives and Obama opposed the war in Iraq in 03. I can't recall a tough stand you've taken. And that's what this election is about - a radical departure from the past 8 years of crackpot policy.

This post, however, doesn't mitigate your achievements as an enterprising family man who has done very well for himself in spite of being the - say it with me - son of a mill worker. I applaud hustle and you've got it in spades. You just couldn't hustle us Dems, though.

While my guess is that you're going to endorse Barack (I mean, you were all but playing tonsil hockey with him during the ABC debate)I would encourage you to take a tough stand this once and endorse Hillary. It's her time, we need her, and you just might make a difference in this election after all.

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Sidebar: I'm headed to Colombia on Friday to visit my grandma (expect a long post about that when I get back) and, horror of horrors, I realized that not only would I be missing Fashion Week, but Super Tuesday.

Thanks to the Board of Elections in Manhattan, though, a short ride on the 1 train let me carry out my civic duty within my lunch hour.

Clinton/McCain; What This Election is About

The McCain team scored a major coup tonight with its victory in the Florida primary. And the right is cringing.

The POW, elder-statesman, pro-life and fiscally conservative front-runner is simply not biggoted enough for the likes of many who are gunning for Mitt Romney and Mike Huckabee.

But he's just the man for us Dems.

I'm sold by this endorsement from my favorite anorexic, bottle-blonde pundit:

"Of course, I might lie constantly too, if I were seeking the Republican presidential nomination after enthusiastically promoting amnesty for illegal aliens, Social Security credit for illegal aliens, criminal trials for terrorists, stem-cell research on human embryos, crackpot global warming legislation and free speech-crushing campaign-finance laws.

I might lie too, if I had opposed the Bush tax cuts, a marriage amendment to the Constitution, waterboarding terrorists and drilling in Alaska.

And I might lie if I had called the ads of the Swift Boat Veterans for Truth 'dishonest and dishonorable.'"

Which brings me to the title of this post.

This election is not going to be won on promises of birthing babies within the confines of marriage, per Romney's defeat speech tonight. It's not going to be about demonizing every last American who isn't a heterosexual WASP and it's not going to be about making stupid promises about securing a border that's been jumped over, dug under and walked around forever.

This election is going to be about restoring the government to its rightful place as the arbiter of big issues, not the indivdual affairs of private citizens.

Our next President will be the person who proposes a convicing approach to three issues:

- Iraq
- Healthcare
- The Economy

Our government needs to demand accountability from the government of Iraq for the course the country is on, our government needs to ensure that all citizens have access to healthcare, and our government needs to repair the damage that years of reckless spending and nonsense tax rebate programs have done to our economy. The "illegals" didn't eff up the economy, this stupid war and our government's dukes-up international policy did. It's time to fix that and not the idyllic, unrealistic notion of the American family.

A defeated but magnificiently coiffed Mitt Romney was swinging at everyone tonight. According to him, us Dems have it all wrong because we think America's greatness comes from our government and not the people of America.

Thankfully, the leading Republican and Democrat candidates do believe in the power of our government. That's why they're in and Romney's on his way out.

It IS Time to Ask What Your Country Can Do For You

Well done, Team Obama. A victory in South Carolina last night and now an endorsement from Caroline Kennedy. The headline: Barack is the JFK of the new millenium.

It's hard to compete with Camelot, but let's try anyway.

JFK is lauded for spearheading the Civil Rights movement - and rightly so. His pet project, the Peace Corps, is still around today and is certainly a noble institution.
And yes, JFK represents a long-gone sense of idealism that has been reignited by Barack Obama.

But let's not forget that on issues of national security, JFK left much to be desired. The Bay of Pigs tipped the scale toward a nuclear holocaust, the Cold War raged on, and so did the Vietnam War.

Barack is simply not prepared to take on the threats posed to this country by the Middle East and our woeful energy policy. I simply do not see him taking a tough stand on Pakistan, China and Saudi Arabia.

According to Caroline Kennedy:the candidates’ goals are similar. They have all laid out detailed plans on everything from strengthening our middle class to investing in early childhood education. So qualities of leadership, character and judgment play a larger role than usual.


I respectfully disagree.

Let's not forget that JFK was a philanderer and that Joe Kennedy didn't make his money selling lemonade. So let's stop talking about character in the context of the election - Washington doesn't promote boy scouts, it promotes power players. It's not fair, it's not right, it's just how it is.

And as for this comment: "Senator Obama is running a dignified and honest campaign," Hillary's been running as clean a campaign as possible. Funny how Team Obama has been crying foul over Hillary's tactics - what are they going to do when, say, Pakistan aims a nuclear bomb at us or China, Russia and Iran team up to declare war? Are they going to say NO FAIR!?

And no, the candidates' agendas are not the same. Barack's goal is to effect from change through gosh-darn-goodness and Hillary's goal is to effect change through fact and reason. A million users on Facebook can't do what the right mix of thinkers and leaders in the Oval Office or some club in Washington can.

Being a politician is not a bad thing. And Hillary is the master politician.

I don't care about changing Washington. I care about putting someone in office who can make the system work for Americans. Washington is not Havana or Beijing or Baghdad. The system works if you know how to work it - and Hillary knows how to work it. This is not me casting aspersions on Barack's integrity or intellect, but idealism does not bring soldiers home from an unnecessary war. A war whose funding Barack subsequently supported following his much-publicized opposition in '03.

I have nothing but respect for President Kennedy and his legacy, and I admire Barack's ability to engage young Americans. But the issues facing America won't go away with nostalgia and eager college students. It's time for a hardline approach on healthcare, national security and energy. Thus far, Barack's offered us feel-good fluff.

Fine. I Love You, Hillary

It's curtains for team Obama. Hillary has snagged an endorsement from the New York Times, albeit a tempered, qualified one.

And I have egg on my face. Again.

The spectacle that is this election, one that has captured the world's attention more than any other election I can remember, has been unfolding since November 2000 when the GOP elbowed its way into power. And then there was the fallout of 2004. Who really liked John Kerry? In the Pepsi/Coke mash-up that was the 04 elections voters went downmarket and stuck with their C&C Cola president.

Fast forward 4 years and the U.S. is atwitter with the prospect of participation, of making an impact. Finally, voters feel relevant. Thanks to YouTube, Facebook, MySpace, the blogosphere, the debate over the direction of this country is an all-consuming affair. We have the tools, and the desire, to grab the reins of this country and steer it back on the path of inclusion, reparation, and success.

And that's why I was all about Obama a few months ago. The Times says it best:

The sense of possibility, of a generational shift, rouses Mr. Obama’s audiences and not just through rhetorical flourishes. He shows voters that he understands how much they hunger for a break with the Bush years, for leadership and vision and true bipartisanship. We hunger for that, too. But we need more specifics to go with his amorphous promise of a new governing majority, a clearer sense of how he would govern.

When you think about the issues facing this country it's enough to make anyone crawl under the covers and not want to come out. It's enough to make you give up on the system. It's enough to make you say, let's let God sort it out, this is beyond us.

And then someone like Hillary Clinton comes out. Ready to take a beating from GOP bullies. Ready to make hard choices. Ready to admit failure. And start all over again and effect change. I'll never forgive Hillary for voting for the war in Iraq, but I will applaud her steadfast vision for an America where people have jobs, health insurance and purpose.

Some people say her camp is dragging the primary process back into traditional mud-slinging politics. Some will say that the "bickering" with Obama on CNN earlier this week was unseemly.

I say it's necessary.

We're heading into a recession. Americans re-elected a moron into office for a second term. Iraq is a nightmare. Pakistan is not our friend. Kids in this country are dropping out of school. Pro-lifers want to rescind reproductive health into the dark ages with our current President's full support. If you can talk politely about these issues while sipping Evian then you're not human and you certainly have no business running for the Dems' nomination.

And that's why I - gulp - love you, Hillary. You got the NY Times on your side. Now you have me.

What's the Point of the Debate, Then?

From the Seattle Post-Intelligencer: Less than a year after winning the right to establish domestic-partnership contracts through the state, the gay and lesbian community is seeking the rights that go with divorce.

This is why gay people annoy me. The same loud-mouth queers who got their 2Xists in a bunch because they can't get married are now crying foul because they can't get all Krystle Carrington in a court of law. Stop the drama.

And please, screen your mates thoroughly to ensure they're marriage potential. There are signs that point to a person's ability to commit to an adult relationship. HX has listed but a few of these here.

Gay Couples as Boring as Straight Couples

Whether the government allows us to file joint taxes or not, James and I (not pictured above) are just as boring as any other straight couple.

From Reuters: Gay and lesbian couples are just as committed in their relationships as heterosexuals and the legal status of their union doesn't impact their happiness [...]regardless of sexual orientation, as the level of commitment increased, so did the ability to resolve conflict -- debunking the myth that same-sex relationships are not built on the same level of commitment as heterosexual ones.

As it happens, most of my gay friends are in relationships. These are 2, 3 year affairs in the case of my 20-something-year-old friends (which is like a million years when you're a PYT in NYC), and there are 10-plus-ers in James' clique. When we're not gathering for theater night we're hosting dinner parties and playing Balderdash.

What the study from the University of Illinois at Urbana-Champagne didn't highlight is that many gay relationships also have a more amorphic definition of commitment. Like, what happens in the steam room stays in the steam room if-you-know-what-I-mean. Not that every gay relationship is that way, but the fact of the matter is that without the legal constructs that hold up conventional marriage, many gays in long-term relationships are prone to shrug off their partner's indiscretions after 2, 10, 20 years of co-habitation. It's not settling, it's not "these are the cards life dealt us," it's more, "we're in this for the long-haul and no one said we couldn't have fun along the way." I call these couples Thoroughly Modern Millies.

For those boys, and even straight couples who let their partners go out for "ladies' night" or "guys' night" a Hep A vaccine and an awareness of the superbug would be prudent. Regardless of your sexual orientation, stuff splashes around when you're getting a lap dance. Trust.

As for James and me, it doesn't look like either of us is going anywhere. We're committed to each other, our cozy rent-stabilized apartment in Chelsea, and our Saturday morning waffle breakfasts at the Gallery Diner. Those are the cards life dealt us.

"Mi Padre" Will Do Anything for a Vote

Mitt Romney is playing footsie with Latino voters with a "come-see-the-softer-side-of-hate" ad that touts his accomplishments as a businessman, governor and dad. However, the messaging isn't consistent for English and Spanish-speaking voters.

About the "Mi Padre" (My Father) ad which isn't up on YouTube yet:

From the NY Times:

"Mitt Romney is out with a new Spanish-language ad today. The spot is running in the Miami media market, and it features narration by Craig Romney, one of the former Massachusetts governor’s five sons.

Craig honed his Spanish skills working as a missionary in Chile.

Here’s the English script for the spot, called “Mi Padre”:

Mitt Romney’s record speaks for itself: successful as a businessman, saved the Olympics, and as Governor of Massachusetts, lowered taxes and stimulated the economy.

But above all, Mitt Romney is a family man, a great father, husband and grandfather.

I know because Mitt Romney is my Dad.

I’m Craig Romney and I invite you to get to know my father, Mitt Romney, a leader who loves our nation, recognizes our challenges and has solutions to confront them."

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Kudos to Mitt and Craig for realizing that there are a few idiota, self-hating Latinos in this country who would love nothing more than to prove their American-ness (blanquito-ness) by voting Republican.

However, for those of us with our papeles (citizenship, residency) and some self-respect, Mitt Romney's ploy is nothing short of desperate, pathetic and evil.

Come correct, Mitt: You've got a Six Point Planthat aims to purge this country of illegal immigrants whose presence here "has eroded Americans' faith in the rule of law, put great pressure on our health and education systems, and compromised our national security as our ability to secure our border is questioned around the world."

You put this plan in the Ending Illegal Immigration section of your English-language Web site. However, for your target audience of non-English-speaking Latino voters you simply talk about Inmigracion. If it's illegal in English it's illegal in Spanish, Mitt, just say so.

FYI - The Spanish word for "illegal" is ilegal.

Not only did you drop a word in your English-to-Spanish translation, you also dropped your entire Final Solution for "Illegal Immigration."

For the benefit of your on-the-fence Latinos, you pay lip service to value of immigrants to our country: "La inmigración ha sido una parte integral de nuestro éxito como nación." (Immigration has been an integral part of our success as a nation.")

For the English-only xenophobe element you harp on fears of an overstretched healthcare system and a lawless society run by killer Mexican nannies and rapist deli workers.

I'm sure Latinos would love to know about your proposed Punishment for Sanctuary Cities that harbor criminals - err, illegals. Or your brilliant idea to "Issue a biometrically-enabled and tamperproof card to non-citizens and create a national database for non-citizens so employers can easily verify their legal status in this country."

How sci-fi.

I understand running a campaign and keeping up with the whims of racists, homophobes and alleged Christians is hard work. Which is why I'd be more than happy to offer the Romney campaign my translation services so that Spanish voters can fully understand the contendor's six points of Big Brother surveillance.

In the mean time, jodete Mitt.(Go f*** yourself).

True Story: The Bahamas Suck

A few years ago I had to take a reporter on a tour of a jail in Westchester to show off the facility's high tech security system. The tour also included a walk past the prisoner's cells, where yours truly was paraded around like a piece of bloody rib eye before some angry, pent-up lions. I found it funny that the cameras whose face-recognition technology I was talking about were capturing the full-on crotch-grabbing, invitations to come inside the cell, and simulated sex acts performed by the prisoners for my pleasure.

And I wondered, was I being taunted or were they just flirting? I mean, the only difference between the jail visit and a Friday night at Barracuda is that after the crotch grabbing and naughty chat I'm offered a cosmo.

But what does this have to do with the Bahamas?

The jail visit, and my recent visit to the Bahamas for work, were both instances where my flaming gayness was so apparent that it warranted hostile behavior from people I had no choice but to spend time with. OR I was being made to feel at home; just in a seemingly mean way.

I'll spare you the recap of the clusters of women I'd see looking at me up and down, shake their heads and laugh. Or the scowl on the faces of the men manning a speedboat when I shreaked after my suit got splashed with water on our way to a god-awful private island with tiki torches and conga lines. But I will recap the colorful conversation I had with two ladies who were running the security check point at the airport in Nassau.

From the moment I walked in with Baby Gooch (my pet name for my Gucci man bag) all eyes were on me. And the glances exchanged Selena and Eileen (of course they introduced themselves)said, "girl, it's on."

Selena: You got a girlfriend? This is a nice bag.
Me: No
Selena: You ever been with a Bahamian woman?
Eileen: Selena you so bad!
Me: Hee hee, does a Bahama Mama count?
Selena: Why you got a ring? You married?
Me: Yes, to a man.
Eileen: Oh no he didn't!
Me: I know you guys don't do that here.
Selena: No we don't.
Me: That's why I'm going home.
Selena: We just do our thing on the low.
Eileen: Can I say that it's a waste that you're a gay?

At this point I realized that, in their own way, Selena and Eileen were trying to be friends. OR, I've matured enough to let myself be in on the joke as opposed to feeling victimized.

Selena: We got a coworker here like you.
Me: How nice.
Selena: He says he loves cock more than we do. Do you talk like that?
Me: Uh
Selena: How about when you're getting f***ed?
Me: Uh
Eileen: Let's call him! (Him being the gay coworker I'm supposed to meet and f*** in front of them)
Me: Ladies I'm going to miss my flight but this has been fun.
Selena: You'll be fine.

Sigh. So I wait. And pull out my Altoids and offer them to my captors. Turns out my hands were trembling! I'm such a silly fag.

Finally the gay coworker comes in and shrieks (damn us, queers) and turns away.

Eileen: I told you he was pretty!

And that's pretty much it. I should have taken a picture of my new clique but I was so exhausted (and scared, sadly) that I just sped off and blew them a kiss.

This experience confirms my utter dislike for the Caribbean, with the exception of Puerto Rico and the Dominican Republic were James and I were treated very well by the locals.And you know I'm never setting foot in Jamaica.

We can add the Bahamas to that list.

Wondering what Selena and Eileen looked like? Here's an approximation:



And what does Nassau look like? Here are some cell phone shots:



Marina at the Atlantis Resort


Mrs.Roper Curtains in my room

It's OK if You're That Way

If you must vote Republican in November, then place your bets on John McCain.


He's trying to tow the GOP line of taking away personal liberty - with the exception of enforcing gun control - but deep down you know he's just a good, normal person who might make an OK President.

I encourage you to read the emerging front runner in the Republican race's views on the issues. Yes, he seems ultra-Right, but he pads his ridiculous opinions on Roe v Wade and gay marriage and stem cell research with so much copy (apologies, really) that you know he'll drop these issues once he gets into office.

For instance, John on gay marriage, an issue he puts in the Human Dignity and Sanctity of Life bucket:

"As president, John McCain would nominate judges who understand that the role of the Court is not to subvert the rights of the people by legislating from the bench. Critical to Constitutional balance is ensuring that, where state and local governments do act to preserve the traditional family, the Courts must not overstep their authority and thwart the Constitutional right of the people to decide this question.

The family represents the foundation of Western Civilization and civil society and John McCain believes the institution of marriage is a union between one man and one woman. It is only this definition that sufficiently recognizes the vital and unique role played by mothers and fathers in the raising of children, and the role of the family in shaping, stabilizing, and strengthening communities and our nation.

As with most issues vital to the preservation and health of civil society, the basic responsibility for preserving and strengthening the family should reside at the level of government closest to the people. In their wisdom, the Founding Fathers reserved for the States the authority and responsibility to protect and strengthen the vital institutions of our civil society. They did so to ensure that the voices of America's families could not be ignored by an indifferent national government or suffocated through filibusters and clever legislative maneuvering in Congress."

That explanation sounds like a filibuster, but anyway, my take is that McCain will move on to the more pressing issues facing our nation if elected and will leave those of us on the Champs de Sleazay alone.

I won't vote for him, even though I thought I would if I ever swung Right, but I must have been mad at a Democrat or James that day.

Kill Joy: Men Singing A Capella

My, how the mighty fall.

Within two minutes and a quick You Tube search, the man who I swore would be my next baby daddy went from hot, sweaty macho stud to embarassingly queeny, cosmo-sipping dandy.

While perusing Queerty this morning I came across the new Colton Ford video for "That's Me."

And I swooned...



The muscles. The faux-hawk. The gotee. The white suit. Sigh.

(What's the song about? Something about exploring, spreading wings, me, me, me...)

So I thought to treat my cold/hangover with more Colton videos.

And I found this:



I feel so cheated.

But these things happen for a reason. See, for the past two weeks I've slowly been turning into Beyonce. James' parents got me the Beyonce Experience DVD for crimmus and since then my free time has been devoted to gyrating and shaking the crabs out a-la-B.

Colton's video, however, is a cautionary tale for those of us who think that pulling out a camera and singing in an alley does a hot music video make. Leave it to the pros, y'all:

Married to the Mob?

Believe it or not, I'm happy that Hillary won in New Hampshire. Partly because I like an underdog, partly because my opinion on Barack is starting to change.

While sippin' maritas (or, margaritas) with a European friend, he made an interesting point: The country is headed toward a recession, the first six month of our next President's term is going to be fraught with obstacles, and this lovey-dovey mob of supporters, now jobless, can go violent.

Violent?

Well, who knows.

However, it is something to think about.

Everyone is high on the prospect of change, and kudos to team Obama for coining the word as the mantra of this election. However, it's not like team Clinton isn't for change, I mean, hello, it's a WOMAN running for office. They were thinking that change was implied. But it's PR 101: state the obvious. Again. And again. Stick to message. Bla bla bla.

Anyhoo, it's on to Michigan for the candidates and I think Hillary could pounce Obama here, too. I don't know why, but I'm almost willing to give Hillary another chance. I think I needed to see her -- God, I hate this word -- a bit vulnerable in order to like her. After Iowa I started to think about what American politics would be like if Hillary skulked away...and I wouldn't like it. Go figure.

Hips Don't Lie

In America, a boy who vogues or loves Beyonce too much might have to learn how to do a roundhouse kick on the fly if he wants to make it to and from home school in one piece.

But what if your dad is the one who's telling you that you must not know about him and that he can find another you in a minute? Or that Harlow, Jean, is the picture of a beauty queen? Or that hips don't lie?

Well call me Sheba, that's the case in Egypt, where men are reclaiming belly-dancing. Says the Houston Chronicle:

Male belly dancing, a centuries-old Egyptian tradition, is making a comeback — against the odds, considering its periodic suppression by government and religious officials. The problem for Mesbaah is that his craft has long been associated with homosexuality — a taboo here.

"I just like to dance," says Mesbaah, who has seven children. "It's very sensual. I've been doing it since I was little."

And all of a sudden I love my dad a little more for not flinching when I used to run around the house wanting to be She-Ra, because if I ever saw him do this:

He clanged metal castanets, magically converted his hips into pistons and twirled his head around like a centrifuge. The crowd at tables lining a dirt alley clapped rhythmically. Young men in jeans jumped up to wiggle along.

...I'd disown him.

Film: For the Bible Tells Me So

Here's hoping that after watching this documentary my mom and I can focus our Saturday afternoon chats on what's gone wrong with Britney's life as opposed to my doomed sodomite ways.

Filmmaker Daniel Karslake has received glowing praise for his documentary "For The Bible Tells Me So," which follows five Christian families who have to come to grips with a loved one's homosexuality. From Sundance to the Seattle Film Festival to Outfest, the documentary looks like a must-see, but I can't find it anywhere here in New York. And that just means I'm probs behind the trend.

Anyhoo, here's a trailer:

Barack Wins Iowa; Startin' Somethin'?

I don't want to get my hopes about this, after all, there's New Hampshire, South Carolina and Nevada to think about. But score 1 for Team Barack!

Sorta feel sorry for Hillary and her well-written defeat speech. Hang on that speechwriter for November, sweetie.

I Want to Like Mitt Romney

What's not to like about Mitt Romney? He's old school charming, an early-to-bed type who's in a seemingly happy marriage with well-mannered kids. Oh, and he's hyper-educated and can make a dollar out of fifty cents.

But all that counts for nothing seeing as Mitt is running for President of the United States and not the Ned Flanders Award for Citizenship. To win the GOP's nomination, Mitt has to crawl into the mud with today's radical republicans and promise to continue their warmongering agenda while purging this country of non-whites, non-Christmas and non-heterosexuals.

Whether the issue is civil unions or gay marriage, Romney is first and foremost, for the purposes of political advantage, an avowed homophobe.

Rewind to 1994 when he was trying to take Ted Kennedy's seat in the senate and trying to differntiate himself from uber-conservatives: "People of integrity don't force their beliefs on others, they make sure that others can live by different beliefs they may have."

Well, well, well.

I can vote for a Mormon, but I can't vote for a liar and a bully. Or a punk. And Mitt Romney has punked out of being a good leader to become a puppet for the hateful views of a small but well-funded minority.