Gay Nazis For Christ
I once belonged to a Hollywood writers group. We gave our little four-guys-and-a-gal group a, well…interesting moniker:
Gay Nazis For Christ.
Okay, so you’re asking yourself, what on earth possessed five otherwise bright, relatively well adjusted and demonstrably ambitious scribblers to choose arguably the most supremely reprehensible, tasteless, repulsive, horrific, not to mention un-PC and just plain dino-con baiting name as Gay Nazis For Christ?
Well, because…
- A) Not one of us was gay
- B) Nazis and fascism were antithetical to every belief we held
- C) No one in the group was a practicing Christian (though I vaguely recall our gal talking-up Wicca)
and finally and most importantly because…
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D) Fellow member and good bud Mike P. had once been a member of an intramural team called Gay Nazis For Christ (likely swiped from a Robert Heinlein remark), and Mike thought the name was funny.
So did I.
National events this last week in September, however, ripped the hee from my haw regarding Gay Nazis For Christ.
Now it’s Horrors are Us. Washington reality bludgeons harmless fantasy. Satire surrenders to hordes of horny elephants with their trunks caught in undone fudge. And, alas, there’s no Lenny Bruce to play this Holy Land Scandal Park we call D.C. for chuckles, or to wave our tattered Old Glory while manning the bullhorn on our Freedom March to Auschwitz.
But I’m a reasonable guy. So I ask myself: what’s the big deal? Should I or any other Democracy & Freedom Loving American give one loud damn if swarms of rabidly randy self-hating fire-and-rim-job Republican legislators and White House aides play patty-cake with like-gender comrades in the privacy and comfort of their very own closets?
Of course not.
But homosexuality is not the issue. I’ll rephrase this just to be perfectly clear–go ahead and flush ol’ Newt down the crapper with the rest of his Repug spin-schiesters, because homosexuality is absolutely NOT the issue here.
Look, I swallow my share of fertilizer just like everyone else when I have to, but I must say that wave upon wave of bald-faced lies and propoganda copiously covered in pious, arrogant and threatening hypocrisy really does taste like shit in a storm.
To wit:
1) “It’s vile. It’s more sad than anything else to see someone with such potential throw it all down the drain because of a sexual addiction.” —-deputy House Majority Whip, Co-Chairman of the Missing and Exploited Children’s Caucus, admitted child exploiter and probable sex addict, Rep. Mark Foley (R-Florida), giving Bill Clinton hell for his affair with another consenting adult.
But the issue here isn’t sex and it isn’t homosexuality. The issue here is pederasty, gross abuse of power and just plain icky sleaze. Furthermore, the issue includes wide-ranging Republican Congressional Leadership inaction, complicity and cover-up. We’re talking serious ethical, if not legal doo-doo for the Grand Old Party.
2) (the Public Expression of Religion Act) “would be a win for those of us that understand our Constitution guarantees freedom of religion, not freedom from religion.”—-Rep. Joe Pitts (R-Pennsylvania), commenting on the bill which passed the House 242-173 last Tuesday.
PERA strips our Constitutional right to monetary remedies in lawsuits dealing with judged unconstitutional activities regarding church morphing into state. I particularly like Pitt-man’s “not freedom from religion” bon-bon.
Now on to one of my many favorite oldie but goodies:
3) “If you tell a lie big enough and keep repeating it, people will eventually come to believe it.—–George W. Bus…….,
–Oooops! SO sorry, my mistake–these words were actually uttered by Nazi Propaganda Minister Jolly-Joe Goebbels.
The entirely dissimilar completely different nothing whatsover to do with the above quote I was actually trying to recollect is:
3b) “See, in my line of work you got to keep repeating things over and over and over again for the truth to sink in, to kind of catapult the propaganda.”—-George W. Bush
But the best part of all, sports fans, was this weeks’ tour de force get-out-of-jail giveaway and Executive power grab. What a game closer, whew! Hearing that muffled roar rise up from our Congress of Cowardly Lions lying prostrate before the Crown sent chills straight up my spine. Witness our two ignoble Hovels of Congress taking eight centuries of sacred and established jurisprudence and simply eviscerating it. That’s right boys and girls, the Writ of Habeus Corpus, our most fundamental protection from tyranny and injustice, has just been, legally, transformed into the Disappear, Torture & Bury the Corpses Compasionate Conservative Decider Act of 2006.
Looking on the brighter side of the news this last week–well, we weren’t nuked yet by either Iran or Iceland, reality shows still dominate primetime, and I understand that Lickbuttistan is still entirely supportive of our imperial regime.
All hail.
