2008-10-30 - 3:25 a.m.
I daresay it is time to begin to write my blog again, after a hiatus of – how long is it? A year? A year and a half? Maybe more. But having just finished writing my long deferred (20 years on) University of Chicago BA thesis, I have decided I need to do something to jump start my own personal writing. You see, I have another idea for a novel (or a screenplay, I haven’t decided which), but I need to palpate my writing brain a little bit before I settle down to write it.
And what a wonderful time to start keeping a blog again! Given that the end of the world is night, Johnny Darling has returned – to be your laughing jackel at the triumph of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. What with the fact that we are to shortly be treated to the twin ascendancies of President Barack Obama and the passage of Proposition 8 here in Los Angeles, we are shortly to welcome in a new era of hypocrisy. People can call themselves liberal minded (“Hey! I voted for Obama!”) while blithely and conclusively depriving gays and lesbians of a concrete physical right that is allowed to any hideous fat pair of breeders in any trailer park throughout our fine nation.
It will amaze me if we get Obama as president -- with all the higher taxes, hatred towards Israel, and Marxist ideology his election will entail -- and also are paradoxically forced to dissolve gay marriage again. It’s like the world is saying “well, liberalism is fantastic – but not for the fags. Back to the truck stop glory holes for you, my lads!”
Lord knows I am not a religious person, but it seems to me that the fact that any law that will irrevocably dissolve marriages of any kind is an act that ranks up there with a bigoted atrocity. Have we forgotten the “Jew shall not marry Aryan” laws of pre-Nazi Germany? How can you get married and then have your marriage totally rendered non-existent? It makes no sense at all to me. I guess Catholics get annulled all the time – but it still seems so incredibly bizarre.
No one has even been talking about Proposition 8 until this week, until the lefties have discovered that the Mormons and the Catholics have been pumping millions of dollars into the campaign chest. Have you seen the commercials that support the Proposition? They are such works of “save the children”-like propaganda they make your skin crawl. “My little girl came home from school to tell me that she was told a Prince could marry a Prince and a Princess could marry a Princess!” And, somehow, that’s wrong? These are the same foul bigots who always say, “I have such nice gay friends. I love them! But this is something different.” No, babies, you do NOT have gay friends if you support Proposition 8, and that’s a fact. The gay folks might even think you are friends with them – but they are mistaken. You are not their friend, you are their enemy.
And what is this “preserve the sanctity of marriage” crap? Why does my desire to get married to some nice fellow undercut your marriage of convenience with the grey haired creep who cheats and cheats on you? Anyway! I could rant and rave all night about this. But it just incenses me too much. I am sure that our paths will cross again, dear hearts, as my goal is to update more often.
