This one simple little post by Joe.My.God brings me to confess two things.
First, MO is really good with, like, math. The guidance counselors et al always wanted me to be an engineer or mathematician (whatever that is). Whatever.
Second, once upon a time, MO was a registered republican. The appeal was that of laissez faire government, which, in retrospect is so utterly clueless and, with the desperate marriage of religious right to corporate interests, not really what the republican party is about anymore. As a more realistic world view came into play, my party affiliation changed.
Genuinely, though, anyone that in this day and time that calls themselves a republican, gay or not, just seems to be a bit off, right? Last summer, while effectively intoxicated at the Eagle, a guy, lets call her Ellephant, with not one, but three Bush/Cheney buttons bumped into me. Turning around and eying the buttons, my immediate thought was that it was meant to be ironic, and not started laughing, but also tapped Fang's shoulder and pointed out Elle's buttons, attracting much attention.
Apparently Elle's buttons weren't meant to be ironic. Oops.
Which brings me to the reason that republicans, especially gay ones, are not hot. They lack humor, sparkle, wit, glamor, joie de vivre. But they can change. I did.
(Via Queerty.)
