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Being gay doesn’t mean someone is somehow less masculine, which is the heart of what the “homo water” idiot is implying.

Was the British Empire, upon which the sun never set, somehow not masculine enough? One could argue it ran on tea. Morally questionable, absolutely, but not manly enough?

Were the samurai somehow compromised in their masculinity because they drank tea, sometimes in elaborate ceremonies?

And, apart from tea, were the Sacred Band, the elite warriors who died to a man fighting Alexander the Great’s dad, somehow less manly because they were all gay?

I bet this colleague of yours also thinks straws are gay in this parlance, as if it’s somehow more manly to put one’s lips on the same glass rims touched by hundreds of others. I guess hygiene is not masculine or heterosexual.

And the thing is, even my rant here is problematic because it spawns from a lifetime of people equating gay with not being enough of a man, an attitude that infects my own thinking.

Shit, the most feminine of men is more of a man than these idiots if he stands up for his identity unapologetically.

I tried reading two different series from Stephen R. Donaldson, and it seemed to me he was somehow unable to write a book without a horrific rape. I just stopped reading the first book in each case because I felt like they were salacious and hateful.

Congratulations, you played yourself.

But claims that we the best music…I am now disillusioned.

Do you use lube or just coat it in sand for extra brutality?

Adam Something is a favorite of mine.

Making an important distinction, my friend.

I remember the term for the fascists in Sinclair Lewis’s It Can’t Happen Here was corporatists. That novel was contemporaneous with the rise of fascism as I recall, and it’s a chilling look at how America might have gone fascist back then. It’s pretty relevant to what’s happening now.

Fellow Christian here: thanks for this verse. It’ll be helpful with dealing with the conservatives around me.

Anyone remember light pickups? I had one of the last Nissan hardbody trucks, and I loved that darned thing. I abused the heck out of it and it lasted forever. There’s nothing really like it now. Supposedly the rebooted Toyota Stout will be in this range, but I suspect it won’t really be the same kind of truck.

The high level of sheer incompetence at all levels, but especially in management. I’m lucky to work with competent folks directly, but the sheer amount of work created by stupidity outside of my department is soul-crushing. I can present definitive proof of systemic failures all day long, and no one is interested in doing a damned thing if the people or departments in question are politically powerful within the organization. Neither I nor my immediate colleagues are perfect, but we acknowledge our failures and try to create solutions. So many others, though, seem so invested in the status quo beyond all reason.