February 18, 2006

A fun fisking with which to console myself...

The Mountaineers fought well, but succumbed to UCONN in the end. The article fisked at Sadly, No! fears the same. Except replace "Mountaineers" with "nice, normal heterosexuals" and "UCONN" with "teh gay."

The Boston-based Article 8 Alliance has posted an op-ed on their website, noting that it's "one of the most powerful articles we've seen" about homosexuals. The piece describes the horrors that await unsuspecting straight folks who walk into gay bookstores:

THE BOOKS WERE A FRONT FOR THE PORN
The Truth About the Homosexual Rights Movement
By Ronald G. Lee

There was a "gay" bookstore called Lobo's in Austin, Texas, when I was living there as a grad student. The layout was interesting. Looking inside from the street all you saw were books. It looked like any other bookstore. There was a section devoted to classic "gay" fiction by writers such as Oscar Wilde, Gertrude Stein, and W.H. Auden. There were biographies of prominent "gay" icons, some of whom, like Walt Whitman, would probably have accepted the homosexual label, but many of whom, like Whitman's idol, President Lincoln, had been commandeered for the cause on the basis of evidence no stronger than a bad marriage or an intense same-sex friendship. There were impassioned modern "gay" memoirs, and historical accounts of the origins and development of the "gay rights" movement. It all looked so innocuous and disarmingly bourgeois.


Not to mention gay.

But if you went inside to browse, before long you noticed another section, behind the books, a section not visible from the street. The pornography section. Hundreds and hundreds of pornographic videos, all involving men, but otherwise catering to every conceivable sexual taste or fantasy. And you would notice something else too. There were no customers in the front. All the customers were in the back, rooting through the videos. As far as I know, I am the only person who ever actually purchased a book at Lobo's. The books were, in every sense of the word, a front for the porn.

OK, so lots of homosexuals are more interested in watching pornography than reading classic literature. How this makes them different from most heterosexuals is beyond me.

So why waste thousands of dollars on books that no one was going to buy? It was clear from the large "on sale" section that only a pitifully small number of books were ever purchased at their original price. The owners of Lobo's were apparently wasting a lot of money on gay novels and works of gay history, when all the real money was in pornography. But the money spent on books wasn't wasted. It was used to purchase a commodity that is more precious than gold to the gay rights establishment. Respectability. Respectability and the appearance of normalcy.

Which is funny, because reading Oscar Wilde is far less normal for most people than watching porn.

I've given you but a tasty morsel, and none of the visual aids.

Posted by binky at February 18, 2006 07:40 PM | TrackBack | Posted to Random Thoughts


Comments

I like how it doesn't even occur to this hysterical flamer that maybe certain zoning laws require a few volumes of Rita Mae Brown between the entrance and the shelves full of Men In Back and 3 Slings...

Posted by: teh l4m3 at February 18, 2006 11:00 PM | PERMALINK
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