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Sunday, February 5
A Slippery Slope to Hate: Gay Bar Murderer Snared in Arkansas
by
Sue
on Sun 05 Feb 2006 09:46 AM EST
I would be remiss not to comment on the gay bar rampage in Massachusetts. Last night, the murderous Jacob Robida was captured in Arkansas after killing his female passenger and a cop. (365gay.com) Robida targets gays armed with a hatchet and a gun. People are asking why and scrambling to link his neo-Nazi fetish with his apparent homophobia. Wake up America. Robida is a natural outgrowth of the hate-spewing homophobes filling your airwaves, newspapers and political parties. The hate-laced rhetoric of Jimmy Dobson and Rick Santorum feeds the slippery slope down to Robida. AND his myspace.com cronies that aided and abetted his descent from homo-assailant to cop killer. Do you honestly think that a full-frontal assault to shred the civil rights - the human rights - of an entire segment of society does NOT make us fair game to hatchet wielding monsters like Robida? Think again. This is what happens when our leaders are successful in bashing gays to win votes and gain power. If gay bashing is acceptable in Harrisburg, why not in Donny's Place or Pegasus? Pam's House Blend on this: As you can see, no one seems to have a clue that the homobigotry that oozes out of the swamps of Freeperland and the mouths and pulpits of the AmTaliban has anything to do with this. They must claim the Jacob Robidas of the world, because these disillusioned, poorly educated people out there see that leaders in the public eye demonize gays each and every day, working successfully in many places to legalize discrimination. What message does that send? These are the fruits of Dobson and his bible beaters, as well as "friends" like Karl Rove who see gay-bashing tactics as nothing more than a political game for votes. Well it's no game when you're on the receiving end of hate and violence.
Catty Call - PG Column Throwback to When Women Were Girls
by
Sue
on Sun 05 Feb 2006 09:07 AM EST
For proof the PG's inevitable downward spiral, one need look no further than "Just Ask Cat," a misguided attempt to offer advice to Pittsburgh's lost and lovelorn. Would-be columnist Catherine Specter dishes out bad advice more often than Joe Grata disses Penndot. Ms. Specter is caught up in a retro-delusion that with the right pair of pumps and a "you go girl" attitude, the average yinzerette can snare herself a good man and aspire to be like ... her? In this week's uber dosage of the feminine mystique, Specter advises a career woman how to dress pretty for an after-work date. Her suggestion? "Remember, if it's done right, a little primp goes a long way." In one of my favorite columns, Specter labeled a woman who didn't shave her legs as a "yeti" and took pains to reassure her writer that he isn't shallow You fell for something that looked and felt one way, and now it's changed. This inspired a missive to the PG. I assume the PG is angling for a Carrie Bradshawesque appeal. Minus the wit and insight. Meanwhile, the well-written and thoughtful teen-directed Help Me Harlan column is relegated to the back pages of the classified section. Correspondent's Call: If you want sassy advice from the PG, read LaMont Jones. Otherwise, read the City Paper. |
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