Date: November 23rd, 2013 10:59 AM Author: Chestnut razzle-dazzle stage telephone
America overall has the worst, most poorly thought out version of liberalism in the world. It isn't based on any actual liberal thought, it's like this cartoonish propaganda campaign that portrays loser degenerates as valiant warrior underdogs and accuses anyone who disagrees with this of having a small dick or being a closet homosexual or something.
Date: November 23rd, 2013 11:02 AM Author: deranged electric institution
the most self hating too. i once asked a German dude if his professors bashed their own country during such courses as sociology and others non related to politics, and he was confused by my question and appalled that are professors do this shit
Date: November 23rd, 2013 11:12 AM Author: Soul-stirring ladyboy garrison
To be fair, the whole "if you are against homosexuality you must be homo yourself!" thing was a stroke of genius in tempering opposition. No one wants a homo calling them a homo because, you know, they must know.
Date: November 23rd, 2013 11:19 AM Author: Chestnut razzle-dazzle stage telephone
I find it funny because it's like, as a shitlib, aren't you supposed to be above bullying or whatever? Shouldn't a true salt-of-the-earth shitlib be patient enough to cobble together an argument?
Date: November 23rd, 2013 11:23 AM Author: deranged electric institution
euro libs are good in this regard. they have no problem listening to my macho bullshit, for example, and disagreeing while not being threatened. American shitlibs, in contrast, will often go for the throat right away out of fear of losing a fair argument
Date: June 21st, 2026 9:59 PM Author: cracking french chef
Dear hypothetically gay son,
You're gay. Obviously you already know that, because you told us at the dinner table last night. I apologize for the awkward silence afterwards, but I was chewing. It was like when we're at a restaurant and the waiter comes up mid-bite and asks how the meal is, only in this metaphor you are the waiter, and instead of asking me about my meal, you said you were gay. I don't know why I needed to explain that. I think I needed to find a funny way to repeat the fact that you're gay... because that is what it sounds like in my head right now: "My son is gay. My son is gay. My son is gay."
Let me be perfectly clear: I love you. I will always love you. Since being gay is part of who you are, I love that you're gay. I'm just trying to wrap my head around the idea. If you sensed any sadness in my silence last night, it was because I was surprised that I was surprised. Ideally, I would have already known. Since you were an embryo, my intent has always been to really know you for who you are and not who I expect you to be. And yet, I was taken by surprise at last night's dinner. Have I said "surprise" enough in this paragraph? One more time: Surprise!
OK. Let's get a few things straight about how things are going to be.
Our home is a place of safety and love. The world has dealt you a difficult card. While LGBT people are becoming more accepted, it is still a difficult path to walk. You're going to experience hate and anger and misunderstandings about who you are out in the world. That will not happen here. You need to know with every fiber of who you are that when you walk in the front door of your home, you are safe, and you are loved. Your mother is in complete agreement with me on this.
I am still, as always, your biggest defender. Just because you're gay doesn't mean you're any less capable of taking care of and defending yourself. That said, if you need me to stand next to you or in front of you, write letters, sign petitions, advocate, or anything else, I am here. I would go to war for you.
If you're going to have boys over, you now need to leave your bedroom door open. Sorry, kiddo. Them's the breaks. I couldn't have girls in my room with the door shut, so you don't get to have boys.
You and I are going to revisit that talk we had about safe sex. I know it's going to be awkward for both of us, but it is important. I need to do some research first, so let's give it a few weeks. If you have questions or concerns before then, let me know.
That's enough for now. Feel free to view this letter as a contract. If I ever fail to meet any of the commitments made herein, pull it out and hold me to account. I'll end with this: You are not broken. You are whole, and beautiful. You are capable and compassionate. You and your sister are the best things I have ever done with my life, and I couldn't be prouder of the people you've become.
Love,
Dad
P.S. Thanks to a few key Supreme Court decisions and the Marriage Equality Act of 2020, you're legally able to get married. When I was your age, that was just an idea. Pretty cool, huh?
Date: June 30th, 2026 10:10 AM Author: peach patrolman
You and I are going to revisit that talk we had about safe sex. I know it's going to be awkward for both of us, but it is important. I need to do some research first, so let's give it a few weeks.