Tuesday, January 31, 2012

Sex discrimination in the East

Trouble's a-brewing in China. Good for you culturally that your one government-sanctioned child is male. But who is he gonna marry in a few years?

Maybe you can hope your six-year-old son is gay. Just sayin.'

I'll say this about your jockeys

Mine is not a political blog. But the LDS underwear. . . I don't know. It makes me giggle, OK?

It is no more or less ludicrous than the Bible-thumping evangelical beliefs that I grew up with (Virgin birth of Jesus, prohibition of lewd dancing, belief that musical instruments in church will send you to hell).

But come on, folks. God decides and dictates the kind of panties you wear and how and when you wear them? That shit's funny, I don't care if you are a hardcore Church of Christ-er with the requisite number of similarly asinine customs.

THAT is a dunk

From an NBA game last night.

Involuntary crotch grab

So the commonwealth of Virginia is throwing up roadblocks for women who seek abortions. Our heroine of the week slapped the shoe on the other foot for a little while.

State legislator Janet Howell attached an amendment to the above bill that requires men wanting treatment for erectile dysfunction to have a digital rectal exam and a cardiac stress test first.

The amendment failed. But hey, made you think a minute, didn't she, boys? Now get back to your manly oversight of our lady flowers.

Monday, January 30, 2012

It gets better

A blogger in the New Yorker outlines the progress toward public acknowledgment of full citizenship for gay Americans.

Excerpt: The Gallup Poll shows that seventy per cent of people between eighteen and thirty-four years old favor gay marriage. The tide of history and public opinion has turned decisively.

Phone home

A film critic ranks Spielberg's films. Agree on "ET." But I call bullshit about "The Color Purple" verdict. Perhaps you need to have a second  X chromosome to appreciate the saga of Celie, Shug and Mister. (Or perhaps be male and light in your loafers. I went to see TCP  with a gay man friend and I almost had to call the paramedics, he got so emotionally moved at the movie's ending).

Sophia, Sophia, that sure is a pretty name.

Shout out to my Squeak, out there singing somewhere.

The language of the American West

In the rural West, you often hear a modern-day grocery store called a "mercantile" or sometimes just a "merc."

My reaction the first time I heard that: Are we in an episode of "Little House on the Prairie"?