I'm Not A Pollyanna Sort Of Kumbaya

We Can Learn To Ignore The Bullshit In The Bible About Gay People. The Same Way We Have Learned To Ignore The Bullshit In The Bible About Shellfish, About Slavery, About Dinner, About Farming, About Menstruation, About Virginity, About Masturbation.

It Really Did Take Billy Lucas's Suicide To Wake Me Up To, Kind Of, The Damage Of The Success Of The Lgbt Civil-rights Movement - Higher-profile Lgbt People - Has Done To Lgbt Youth Who Are Trapped Out There In Those Shitholes. But I Don't Think We Need Pride. I Am Still Opposed, On Philosophical Grounds, To The Flap Of The Rainbow Windsock And The Damage That Does To Us Intellectually.

Preaching To The Choir Actually Arms The Choir With Arguments And Elevates The Choir's Discourse. There's A Reason The Right Does It And Does It Well And Triumphs.

I'm Not Good Looking. I'm Very Strange - A Very Bony Face On An Enormous Skull, And I Don't Like To Be Naked Because I Don't Like How I Look Naked. And - No, No. I Own A Lot Of My House, Because I'm Irish And From People Who Never Owned Anything. So I Could Have A Lot More Trappings Of Wealth If Every Time I Had 20 Extra Dollars I Didn't Pay Off More Of The Mortgage.

I'm An Agnosto-theist. I Cross Myself On Airplanes. I Pray When I'm Sick. When You're Sick I'll Keep You In My Thoughts; When I'm Sick, I'm Entreating A Higher Power.