Some gay dude is telling Barack Obama to put some meat on the bone. I usually want a guy to buy me a beer before I let him fuck me in the steam room, but hey, some people just aren't into all that preliminary romance. Oh, hey, it's the head of the Human Rights Campaign. Well, that explains his charmingly moronic naïveté. The HRC is one of those bland vehicles through which queers made themselves one more stripe in the dull rainbow of coalition politics, repudiating any radicalism or activism in favor of public-policy-speak and mid-American respectability. While I'm skeptical of the broad utility of protest, at least the dudes and dykes in ACTUP accomplished something other than getting urban Democrats to put little equality stickers on their Priuses. Why should Barack Obama, or any politician, go out on a limb for a constituency that's going to keep voting for him and keep raising money for him and keep manning the phones for him regardless of what he does? Man up, you queens. Why don't you try to infiltrate the inauguration. Throw some fucking shoes. Whip out your dicks. This kind of writing isn't outraged, it's pathetic.