Politics, Food. Mostly.

I found this article back in July last year, while reading the Stranger in a Seattle coffee shop. I cut it out but then promptly forgot about it until last week when I found the clipping in a (clearly underused) pocket of my bag. Anyway, it is old but still awesome. And sort of relevant again, given the recent DADT showdown. The full article is here. and some of the best lines are below…

I get it: There are some hot Republicans out there. I’ve undressed a few of ‘em with my own eyes. I’ve been to the Republican National Convention. Twice.

And, yes, there’s nothing like a good hate/pity/mercy fuck now and then. But self-respecting queers should not be fucking card-carrying Republicans.

Oh, you can attempt to rationalize a same-sex encounter with a card-carrying member of the GOP any which way you want—”Someone has to fuck some sense into Aaron Schock…” —but unless you’re taking one for the team, there’s simply no excuse. (Taking one for the team = sticking it in/to a high-profile, anti-gay GOP closet case you intend to out.)

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Here’s how to really fuck the GOP: Keep coming out.

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So get out there and be honest about who you are, where you are, and who you love. Because when you do that—”Hey, Grandma, there’s something I need to tell you…”—you leave the extreme right with fewer and fewer suckers willing to buy the hate-spiked snake oil they’re selling.

You wanna fuck the Republicans? Come out and keep coming out.

But don’t fuck Republicans. They can go fuck themselves.

If you don’t already, you should listen to Savage’s podcast. Brilliant and (often) hilarious.