I considered putting this in the pit, but it was just too silly to rant about, so I thought I’d share it here.
Seems a British peer, Lord Tebbit, in an attempt to be topical, now blames homosexuality for the rise in obesity. At least it’s better than being blamed for meteorites and terrorist attacks, I suppose.
I guess I should be offended, but I just burst out laughing when I saw it. The anti-gay crowd is really scraping the bottom of the barrel for arguments, now aren’t they?
At last an explanation for these err… ummm… love handles! :wally
What a turd.
What he’s really saying is that instead of the Labour Party pushing for equal rights for same sex partners, they should be drafting legislation to make it illeagal for women to obtain jobs in the workplace. That way they’ll stay home, cook decent meals and the kiddies won’t be fat anymore. Here that ladies? Get out of those corporate offices and in them kitchens now! The double :wally
Depends on how often you have to…you know…to complete the conversion.
While this guy’s a complete nitwit I do have to admit that my homosexuality was partially the root cause of my obesity. Teenage depression about being queer is one of the things that led me to overeat. There was a lot more going on besides being queer but I do wonder what sort of body shape I’d have had growing up if I hadn’t been gay.
Dear sweet Lord. I didn’t know Norman Tebbit was still shooting his mouth off. You do realize Margaret Thatcher only took him on because he made her look sensible and open-minded by comparison? And he evidently hasn’t improved with age.
You know, the more I think about the argument, the sillier it gets. And I didn’t think that was possible.
I mean, the whole thing is based on a stereotype, right? It starts with the assumption that only women can and do cook, and that traditional homecooking will automatically lead to slimmer people.
But he’s being awfully choosy with his stereotypes. Where’s the stereotype that gay men all have washboard stomachs? Or that all great chefs are gay? Aren’t we usually depicted as tall, thin guys with scrupulously neat appartments, who eat like birds from tiny-portioned platters of California nouveau cuisine?