Sally and her supporters are kind of funny. It’s not like Oklahoma is a hot bed of openly gay people. They all leave as soon as they can. So for the most part they are attacking a group of people about which they have no frame of reference.
These people just need a good bogeyman for their hostility. If it weren’t gay people it would be some other group.
Oooh get her! Whoops! I’ve got your number offspring of a jackal. You couldn’t afford me, dear. Two three. I’d scratch your eyes out. Don’t come the mullah bit with us, dear, we all know where you’ve been, you terrorist fairy. Whoops, don’t look now girls the cell leader’s just minced in with that dolly field operative, two, three, ooh-ho!
Only in Oklahoma would the trained seals turn out to support increased intolerance towards productive, respectable people who just might have something to contribute to this hole in the center of the continent, based solely on a vague distaste for things they do when nobody is looking. Every day I live here, a little bit more of my humanity calves off like icebergs from a glacier. What’s really funny about the rampant lesbian high school restroom orgy thing (aside from the insight it gives into the deepest fantasies of Mr. Coburn and his constituents) is that at the time he ejaculated that horseshit for the masses, an official from the school in question said there was in fact, no one-at-a-time policy of any kind. Nice fact checking, dipshit. Looking at the photos of the rally, though, you can’t help but think that these genetic defectives deserve each other. I Hate It Here.
Just last week, I bewildered a (New York native) friend by saying “I wish I could live in Texas, it’s so cosmopolitan and progressive.” Never thought I’d say that, either.
Actually, Texas does have that side to it in addition to the W & Co. side, according to this book, which I’m sure nobody would ever have written about Oklahoma.