“…she stopped paying close attention to his words and when at red lights, examined the rain drops spattering on the windshield so intently that she almost stared right through them. Each drop seemed stuck on the glass, until another drop landed on it and they rolled down the window together, ending in a climactic splash.”
When she landed her own show on MSNBC during the 2008 election, there was a real sense of Charlie Bucket’s Golden Ticket novelty about it. An unabashed lesbian with a butch sensibility who earned a PhD from Oxford and refused to capitulate to the lowest common denominator in her punditry, the country just sort of patted her on the head like Willy Wonka and said, “Well, you’re just lucky to be here, aren’t you?” Fast forward to 2102 and Maddow is the voice of forward-thinking America. She’s the go-to political pundit on cable TV, the go-to panelist on beltway news shows, and the go-to bartender on late night talk shows. People in the right-wing media and conservative politicians might get a giggle from saying she “looks like a boy,” but none of them have the balls to brain-up against her on her show, despite her repeated invitations even to folks like Dick Cheney……It was appropriate that the butchy gay lady with the hipster glasses and the skater shoes and the jeans on under her desk ushered in the liberal mandate of 2012. Times, indeed, are a-changin’. And anyway, Charlie Bucket inherited that chocolate factory in the end.
We live down the street from a gay couple with a young son, my son goes and plays there and has lunch there. My son is 8 years old, and not once has he come and asked why his friend has two poppas. His family is no different to my family – they eat at the same time, send their kid to school, discipline him and love him the same way. It’s only the teaching that we give to the child that makes them see those distinctions.
“First Pals: What makes Dad so cool? He’s the swim coach, tent maker, best friend, bike fixer and hug giver—all rolled into one. Or two.” The text at the bottom reads: “Real-life dads, Todd Koch and Cooper Smith with their children Claire and Mason.”
YESSSSS i love how they aren’t backing down w/ these ads
my parents stopped shopping at jcp over ellen + their mothers day ad but fuck i’m going out of my way to buy something from them soon
This Is All Kinds Of Wrong of the Day: Earlier this month, a North Carolina pastor suggested rounding up gays and lesbians and starving them to death.
Just yesterday, an audio file of a Kansas pastor saying the government should kill gays made the rounds.
Now, we are confronted with perhaps the most egregious homophobic offense in recent weeks — a youngster at Apostolic Truth Tabernacle in Greensburg, Indiana,belted out “Ain’t No Homos Gonna Make It To Heaven,” and the congregation rewarded him with a standing ovation.
Back in high school I did some dumb things and if anybody was hurt by that or offended by that I apologize,” he told reporters. “I certainly don’t believe that I thought the fellow was homosexual. That was the furthest thing from our minds back in the 1960s.
no one ever thinks they’re ‘against homosexuals’, they just ‘don’t want to see this right now’ or ‘want to point out this ship isn’t canon’ or ‘don’t want to look at it in public’ or ‘don’t want to explain it to their kids’ and what it all adds up to is
“please be invisible, you are not quite human and don’t deserve to be seen.”
Doctor: Are you sexually active? Me: Yes. Doctor: Is there any chance you could be pregnant? Me: No. Doctor: Are you taking birth control pills? Me: No. Doctor: Do you use condoms? Me: Nope. Doctor (beginning to look concerned): Is there a medical reason you can’t become pregnant? Me: Not that I’m aware of. Doctor (looking even more concerned, now speaking in a condescending tone): Then how do you know there’s no chance of pregnancy? Me: Last I checked, my female partner would have a hard time pulling that off.
Haha, my Gender and Sexuality Studies professor related a similar situation to us a few semesters ago. She said that in response to questions about whether she might be pregnant, she’d tell a doctor that she wasn’t but that she and her girlfriend were sure trying.
It’s a time-honored tradition at Navy homecomings – one lucky sailor is chosen to be first off the ship for the long-awaited kiss with a loved one. Today, for the first time, the happily reunited couple was gay.
The dock landing ship Oak Hill has been gone for nearly three months, training with military allies in Central America.
As the homecoming drew near, the crew and ship’s family readiness group sold $1 raffle tickets for the first kiss. Petty Officer 2nd Class Marissa Gaeta bought 50 - which is actually fewer than many people buy, she said, so she was surprised Monday to find out she’d won.
Her girlfriend of two years, Petty Officer 3rd Class Citlalic Snell, was waiting when she crossed the brow.
They kissed. The crowd cheered. And with that, another vestige of the policy that forced gays to serve in secrecy vanished.