Ai yah ...
Jan. 31st, 2006 10:54 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
fiat_knoxI got some insulting catcalls thrown at me last night as I was walking home. "I'm a lady!" or some such. I had no idea what that meant, till someone brought me up to speed that it's a line from a BBC TV show called Little Britain.
I suspect that there are people; ignorant, stupid local people; who are either homophobes who think that I'm gay, or who are just louts trying to call me gay as an insult, trying to rile me.
The malady goes deeper than the surface insults. First of all, there's the blind misidentification thing. I don't have a girlfriend, ergo I must be queer. Doesn't work like that, buckwheat.
Side complaint. Have you seen the overbalanced surgically enhanced milch cows they call girlfriends over here? Strident, screeching harridans clawing drunkenly at each other's big bottle blonde hair in unprovoked attacks out on the street Saturday night, before leaning on lampposts heaving pints of used Bacardi on the ground and staggering home in leopard skin print tops, too-tight short skirts and high heels. Who'd want to marry one of those harpies?
Second, there's the thing that they are so clearly ignorant, bigoted and filled with hatred. I'd almost be afraid of them wanting to single me out for a gay bashing, only to find out later that I'm straight. Well, straight in comparion to them, at any rate.
Because that's the number three problem I have. Do they fear and hate what they most secretly desire? I honestly think this strikes at the truth of things.
These yokels loathe gay men ... because deep down, I think they secretly fear that they themselves might be gay. Especially the ones who call themselves "metrosexual."
Ta ma de fucking morons. Go figure.
I suspect that there are people; ignorant, stupid local people; who are either homophobes who think that I'm gay, or who are just louts trying to call me gay as an insult, trying to rile me.
The malady goes deeper than the surface insults. First of all, there's the blind misidentification thing. I don't have a girlfriend, ergo I must be queer. Doesn't work like that, buckwheat.
Side complaint. Have you seen the overbalanced surgically enhanced milch cows they call girlfriends over here? Strident, screeching harridans clawing drunkenly at each other's big bottle blonde hair in unprovoked attacks out on the street Saturday night, before leaning on lampposts heaving pints of used Bacardi on the ground and staggering home in leopard skin print tops, too-tight short skirts and high heels. Who'd want to marry one of those harpies?
Second, there's the thing that they are so clearly ignorant, bigoted and filled with hatred. I'd almost be afraid of them wanting to single me out for a gay bashing, only to find out later that I'm straight. Well, straight in comparion to them, at any rate.
Because that's the number three problem I have. Do they fear and hate what they most secretly desire? I honestly think this strikes at the truth of things.
These yokels loathe gay men ... because deep down, I think they secretly fear that they themselves might be gay. Especially the ones who call themselves "metrosexual."
Ta ma de fucking morons. Go figure.
