Sorry, not getting the joke here. Did you mean “Brandon”, or me? I’m proudly omnivorous*.
- (I gots ta tells ya, I go out with vegans, and it’s way too much work-- I appreciate their principles, I’m just relieved that I don’t have any).
Collins Park ?
Be pretty funny to be walking the dog in Topeka, quietly muttering to passers-by, " are you a Doper? Well, are yuh??? "
– Golf Clap –
Ohhhhh-Klahoma! Where the wind grinds red shit in your eyes!
Where every second you’re awake, you pray the Lord to take,
Your tortured soul up into the skies!
That would be nice, but very hard to do in a lot of areas. And in the recent past, very hard to do anywhere. Even in Southern California I worked with a lot of people that would be semi-nice in the office, but would no more want to spend any time with me or any other gay person that they didn’t have to. With those attitudes, it’s impossible to feel like you fit into the general community.
I believe those are precisely the attitudes we are at such pains to change, yes?
For sure. I’m not disagreeing with you at all. Just pointing out some of the reasons why it’s hard to do it and why a lot of people don’t even really want to try. Especially in very conservative areas. When you spend life being told you’re going to hell, or must be a child molester, a bad person because you’re not giving your parents grandkids, being beaten up regularly, or any of the other myriad ways one gets looked down on, trusting the ‘general community’ can be a bit of a pipe dream.
Poetry. I’m off to the A.V. Club! I’ll give you full credit when I lay this gem at their feet.
Chicks and ducks and geese better scurry…
So, Oklahoma, how’re you doin?
I live in Texas and work in the oil industry. One morning, when my assistant was new, his partner dropped him off at work and gave him a quick goodbye kiss without knowing that my husband and I were there until he walked past our truck and I waved at him. He fully expected to get fired for being gay.
Attitudes here in the middle of the Bible Belt are often strange to me. There are people here who honestly believe that spaying pregnant cats is abortion. I’m sure that someone with that sort of mindset would have no problem with trying to fix someone’s gayness by beating it out of them.
No, the Bark Park is part of Gage Park, further west than Collins. Collins isn’t fenced, so the dog couldn’t run there.
I take Twelfth St. west to Gage, which takes me right past the WBC compound, located just a few blocks to the east of Gage.
Oh, BTW, the weekly sign up at the WBC compound states “NO FAGS IN KING’S DREAM! GOD HATES ADULTERY! GOD HATES MLK!” There’s a biblical reference after that, but I didn’t catch it.
Doesn’t that imply that animals have souls? I thought it was “officially” determined that they don’t?
I honestly have NO idea and I’m certainly not going to try to figure it out. I was seriously gob smacked the first time I heard that assertion. While I do love living here, sometimes the crazy is very strong.
They don’t have souls unless the mother* is spayed while pregnant, at which point God creates souls for the fetuses (feti?) so they can be considered aborted. Duh.
Or perhaps all animals have souls in utero, but they’re removed at birth — in much the same way as a human child’s life ceases to have value once it’s born, at least in the eyes of some conservatives.
*Leaper specifically mentions cats, but I presume the same principle applies to dogs, hamsters and musk oxen.
“You’re doing fine, Oklahoma!
Oklahoma, so gay!”