In Which We Recoup

 

But I don't want to be the bigger person.  I don't want to be the adult in the room. I don't want to go high when they have gone low.  I'll tell you what I do want, I want an insurrection.  When do I get a coup?

I understand plenty of the people who voted for Trump did so because they're afraid of change.  The world is rushing forward and they feel like they're being left behind.  Oh boohoo.  Do you really think putting your money down on the fascist ticket is going to change that?  Because it's not.  Trump and his plutocrat pals could not care less about your problems. But worse are the ones who find him repellent but still voted for a lying, racist felon because they didn't want a woman president.  Sometimes I think my brain is going to explode.   

That's all the ranting I'm allowing myself today.  In other news, Peet's, the world's finest cafe, has returned the seasonal delight of iced gingerbread to their menu.  Its annual inclusion on the menu is a delight for me, even if its appearance does mean that the mewling, tinkling tunes of Christmas music are looming ever closer.  Please goddess, spare us just a little longer from Silent Night.  Every year I feel like Mariah Carey starts bleating just a little sooner.  Mariah Carey is on the horizon, like Godzilla coming for Tokyo.  Stop it, goddam it, stop it.  Okay, okay, so I lied when I said I wasn't going to rant anymore.  

Guys to help bolster our spirits: 

Peek a boo.

Some people are all about the feets.

Naked guys are brought to you this week by Big, Hairy Bitches.

Also, ass, ass, ass.

Sometimes shaving is just a crime.

Dmitry Averyanov,  always welcome around here.

Hard workin' and yummy.

Asstastic

"Like large, round melons...."

I love Mark Sanford. He is a hero and role model to tall, skinny homely guys everywhere. Not terribly cute or smart and yet scoring the hot love action! I say yes!

Still, I would recommend to him that during these press conferences expressing contrition over said hot love action, he refrain from gestures such as the one above. Unless of course he's actually describing voluptuous South American buttocks, in which case, I'd like the audio included.

OK. OK. OK. No more whinging, no more glum woeful posts. I refuse to allow a bunch of mormon funded, oh-what-about-the-children shrieking harridans make me miserable. Wouldn't that just be handing them an even greater victory? The days are too beautiful to waste and will not last, R Man's birthday is Monday so we're making a four day weekend out of this to celebrate, we had tasty, tasty udon for dinner and besides, I'm not good at being downcast for long. It could be my sunny disposition, it could be my tiny little short attention span; whatever. I am hereby moving on.

Plus Ernesto Garimundus, the houseboy in charge of our Laundry and Wiccan Centre, says I am bumming him out and that I should stop.So what could I do?

Married? Not So Fast, Buddy

I didn't expect to be so disappointed if Proposition 8 passed. Prop 8 is the California amendment which eliminated same-sex couples' right to marry, and it's passing right now by a tiny, tiny margin, but tiny, tiny margins are all it takes in a democracy. I thought that I had a hard-headed view about how very unlikely it was that the gays would achieve something so thrilling as this minor bit of equality, but I seem to have been swept up by my wedding and the general optimism. Living a life as an out gay man in San Francisco, I suppose I've gotten a skewed perspective that things have changed, that things are better. On one hand I know they are better: I have a sweet happy life with a wonderful man I love that I could not have imagined being mine when I first struggled out of the closet 25 years ago, and yet.... And yet, this reminds me that the morons who plagued me as a sissy in elementary school have not gone away. I suppose they never will.

mrpeenee's Only Political Comment. Honest

Much better than a shot of Joe Biden, don't you think?

Several stories I've read this week quote McCain sources, or their apologists, discounting the polls showing Obama pulling ahead of the the troglodyte. Their logic? People lie to pollsters when asked if they would vote for a black candidate (or for that matter vote to remove the right of gays to marry.) So they're basing their hopes on the cowardly lies bigots tell to complete strangers in order to hide their shame. Fabulous. That's the kind of democracy that needs to be protected from the likes of, oh, say, Me. And ronda. And Miss Janey. And Thombeau. And Elizabeth. And jason (or jehsean) and TJB and Muscato and all the Michaels and everyone else who thinks.

I'm mrpeenee and I approved this rant.