(Cut back to the motel room. Mulder is still reading.)Oh noes!
MULDER: "...thee. Before I knew it, I was aboard the hover vessel and was not heading into outer space, but inner space, heading towards the earth's molten core. For that is the domain of the third alien, whose name, he soon told me... was Lord Kinbote."
(Mulder looks up at Scully. Cut to the X-Files office.)
SCULLY: In short, Rocky showed signs of being what is known as a fantasy-prone personality.
JOSE CHUNG: Agent Scully, you are so kindhearted. He's a nut! I just read his manifesto!
SCULLY: How did you get a copy?
(He pulls out the manifesto.)
JOSE CHUNG: One was sent to my publishers. I don't know what was more disturbing... his description of the inner core reincarnated souls sex orgy... or the fact that the whole thing is written in screenplay format.
SCULLY: It definitely was peculiar.
-"José Chung's from Outer Space," The X-Files
One of our far-flung correspondents recently put us on the . . . scent of one Donald Douglas:
I am a pro-victory Associate Professor of Political Science teaching in Southern California. I love my country, and I fully support current U.S. military operations around the world. I despise the hard-left radical agenda and discourse. I also abhor irrationalism in argumentation. I welcome comments and debate, and I'll defend my positions vigorously. Yet in friendship, you'll find no one more dignified, trustworthy, nor loyal.Now Don has discovered that the hard-left is planning to get even harder in a Bacchanalian celebration of the Triumph of Faggotry over Decency and the crowning of Barack Obama as the King of Catamites.
It would be easy to read a certain Freudian latency in this clinically morbid fascination with gay sex. But we here at Who Is IOZ? are made of more analytical stuff. Although it's true that the Grand Ol' Party and its affiliates are home to more than their share of Mark Foleys, the issue is less one of repressed sexual "identity" per se than it is of a blander, but broader repression of individual sexuality in general. I hardly think it necessary to put on leather, hop onto the sling, and get fisted all night in order to achieve real sexual satisfaction. Lord knows, that's a forearm too far for me, being generally, if moderately, more vanilla in my tastes. That said, a degree of disinhibition is necessary for a decent roll in the hay; to get to anything other than the most mechanical of ejaculatory orgasms, you've got to be willing to lose yourself a little in the moment.
My guess is that Don can't dance either, another pasttime predicated on some personal abandon. What these folks find most disturbing about self-actualized queers is the absence of a veil of shame. How can it be just that these deviants act without it while I, an ordinary guy, feel it so intensely?
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But you were just saying how shameless they are.
I think that, maybe, and maybe I'm just speaking for myself, but it's all in what we drop our shame for. Partisans get off on groupthink and solidarity and discipline of massed bodies. Me, I get off on well, getting off. Sex, drugs, conversation, things that are beautiful and/or meaningful. Music. Art. Watching people dance.
I don't know. One could go even more armchair-psychologist, but who's to say what's really true. I think there's a legitimacy in group action, and I'm not knocking political organization. But it does seem that a lot of these folks are really losing something, and that's why you have law-and-order Spitzer and his high-cost prostitutes. That's why you have family-values folks lusting after teenage boys and closing themselves up in SCUBA suits. Or maybe we all want that kind of shit, and they have the access to do it and the notoriety that makes their exposure interesting, and good for selling copy.
Oh, the heights of heaven
the depths of hell
with each we grasp the other.
A pro-victory professor?!
I'll bet he files a wrongful termination lawsuit against his employer before midterms (elections, not exams). His wingnut pals will demand to know why the radical left supported Ward Churchill, but lacks the integrity to defend this martyred freethinker, this Patrick Henry of a pro-victory professor.
"the King of Catamites." Indeed, and NO mention of dog lovers....
He teaches at the community college in Long Beach, where he "enjoys hiking, walks on the beach, and reading works of historical fiction and international intrigue."
So true. How can those faggot bad/wrong DEVIANTS not have any shame at living with reckless abandon, having fun and enjoying life while us straight laced upstanding citizens sit by the sidelines, languishing in ennui and depression?
He lists Watership Down as one of his favorite books.
I think he's a confurvative.
Uh, how did those fine, upstanding Christians get a hold of those licentious emails? Perhaps one of them was on the guest list?
I don't know about that guy, but Christ, you've got me pegged (not in that way, before anyone says anything). I hate dancing, dance music and people while they are dancing. I talked a bit about my overactive Haidtian sense of disgust here.
Why am I not surprised to hear/read that, TGGP?
But anyhow. Here's a quotation from one of Joanna Russ's essays that has stayed with me over the years, and I think it's apposite here:
"I’ve always thought that patriarchal male sexuality must be a rather difficult business. To over-simplify: A partner’s hostility or boredom is ordinarily a real turn-off – and yet this is exactly the situation under patriarchy, where so many women are not interested, not excited, not participants, and not happy. Yet men must penetrate and ejaculate if there are to be any babies – and so the problem for patriarchy (whether you think of this as a one-time invention or a constant process) is to construct a male sexuality that can function in the face of a woman’s non-cooperation or outright fear and hostility."
"...being generally, if moderately, more vanilla in my tastes."
Words cannot speak to my disappointment.
Reader, the problem was dealt with longer before human beings and their patriarchy. Rape is certainly an instance where the female is non-receptive/hostile but it exists in both dolphins and ducks. If it makes you feel any better though, there is one thing I have in common with you homoes.
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