Wednesday, June 30, 2004

Why don't we see more Black Gay Characters on TV
The world will never run out of stories aboutassholes

Tuesday, June 29, 2004

It takes Courage and Pride
When you live in a big metropolitan city like I do, it is much easier to be out and survive but what if you live in

Friday, June 25, 2004

I took The Disney Villains Personality Test and found out I was a Gaston from Beauty and the Beast. Really?

Thursday, June 24, 2004

Here Cum da judge, here Cum da judge
Here Comes The Judge

Tuesday, June 22, 2004

There are so many things to discuss that I won't. I'm not ready to talk about Father's Day. I am not ready to talk about moving from Chicago but I would like to talk about children and guns.
Finally some News I can use

Thursday, June 17, 2004

Tuesday, June 15, 2004

Reagan will never die
Now that Reagan is no longer the leading story, I really and truly express my disdain for the man as President and as a human being. I think the man was vile, racist, and homophobic. As a black gay man I have many reasons not to like the man.

Most of America forgets that Reagan announced his 1980 candidacy for President in Mississippi. Mississippi at the time was still clinging to many of its ol' confederate ways. It had only been less than 20 years since civil rights worker were killed there fighting for equal voting rights, a very basic constitutional right (like marriage). Reagan announced his presidency here with the promise of less government or more "states rights." Translation: I'm going let you treat the niggers, kikes, and fags anyway you go old boys see fit.

Let us also note that while he was an affirmed believer in "state's rights" yet he supported the policies of South Africa, which was an Apartheid state at the time. On one hand he supports the people and not the government having the power to control their lives but as long as the people aren't dark skinned indigenous people.

Reagan also is lauded for putting Sandra Day O'Connor on the Supreme Court but this same man painted a portrait of the black woman as the "Welfare Queen." As a matter of fact, the Reagan administration coined the term. The actual "Welfare Queen" that had several cars, homes and too many children while she received multiple checks has never been proven. Of course, if you hear something long must be true, right? Wrong. There never was a "Welfare Queen." It was propaganda that only served to degrade an already oppressed group of people that included my single mother who worked her ass off to take care of three children. We managed but it was no thanks to the Reagans. While my mother added filler to her ground beef to stretch it out so that all of her children could eat, the Reagans were throwing some of the most lavish dinner parties and spectacles the White House has ever seen.

I grew up in Peoria. The first time I ever heard of AIDS was in 1983. It was the end of my freshman year of high school. As a state requirement, freshman had to pass a semester of Speech. I used to earn extra cash by writing speeches for other students to use. My only requirement besides cash only was that the student had to provide the supporting material (articles, books, etc.) Renee Tyler, a friend of mine, was a regular customer and a dancer. She had dance magazines that talked about this new disease that was taking its toll in the dance community.

That was 1983. In 1983, 1,503 Americans died of AIDS. Reagan never even acknowledged there was such a disease. It was not that important apparently. As a matter of fact, Reagan mentions the word "AIDS" in public for the first time in response to a reporters questions on September 17, 1985. Official US deaths attributed to AIDS 1985 and earlier: 12,591 (but don't worry folks, it was mostly fags and druggies). More info.

Monday, June 14, 2004

Happy Flag Day
Supreme Court Case on Pledge Is Dismissed on Technicality
Ronald Reagan is Still Dead
I don't want to beat a dead horse (pun certainly not intended) but this Reagan mess goes on and on. Do you know how much it cost this nation to celebrate and bury that SOB? Here is an excerpt from an article on the Village Voice website

As campaign advertising, Reagan's funeral is unparalleled. A D.C. official told the Los Angeles Times on Wednesday that the district had already incurred $2.3 million in expenses for employees in police, transit, public works, and other departments. While it's hard to gauge exactly what the week's events will cost the public, you can get a rough idea by looking at the cost to the government of shutting down for one day of snow: $66 million. The federal work force shuts down completely on Friday and was on liberal leave Wednesday, with people going home in the early afternoon. The L.A. Times noted that a day's payroll expense for the entire federal workforce is $423 million, and Friday's state holiday for the California government will run an estimated $58.9 million. And this doesn't include the costs to other local governments, not to mention the expense of hauling Reagan's body back and forth across the country on government planes—and other incidentals, such as the F-15 flyover during the procession to the Capitol.
Full article: Reagan is a Motherfucker

We still haven't even counted the advertising revenue that networks lost during the commercial free nationally televised event, the airfares for his family, security, and personal friends. Even in death theat...Motherfucker.
He's back

Marion Barry seeks D.C. council seat
Americans at their Finest
I question our right to bear arms.

Thursday, June 10, 2004

American Idol -- Two Weeks Later
For those of you like me who an't wait until Fantasia's single drops on Tuesday June 15; for those of you who can't wait for the kids to come to your hometown; and for those of you who definitely can not wait 6 months for more, I present to you a funny
American Idol recap by Q. Allan Brocka
Earlier today I wrote a very long post about how much I enjoyed the movie Saved, which I saw last night with my friend JC (no kidding). Technology is not my friend this week apperently, and I ended up losing the entry before I could post it.

I will try to write about it later but I have to get to work now. I will say this much. Go see Saved.

Tuesday, June 08, 2004

This was the best moment of the whole Tony Awards Ceremony. It may not be traditional Broadway fare but it was great TV. Posted by Hello

Friday, June 04, 2004

I don't know if this will work but if this does, be prepared for onelarge baby

Thursday, June 03, 2004

Gay Holiday
Thank you to the lovely people in Philadelphia who prove once again why they call it the City of Brotherly Love
Cliche Alert
Drunk driving arrest for '80s sitcom star

Wednesday, June 02, 2004

Back Story
Ever so often, I have to get back to basics and write about something other than little blurbs I pick up in the media or on the web. Today is one of those days.

First, a little back history. I had a sore back last week. Nothing special, your regular garden variety sore back with all the tightness and aching that comes with. This weekend I experienced another level of back problems -- PAIN. I have been very fortunate in that I have lived 35 years on this planet and I have never had back pain. On Friday night, I was a total whore. My neighbor and I went bar hopping which led to bed hopping.l I met this cute, blond, catholic boy from Missourri and we did sexual things that are forbidden in some parts of the world. It is was great. However, I woke up on Saturday and I couldn't twist or turn my torso without back pain on my mid and lower right side of my back. This was not severe pain. On a scale of 1 to 10, I would give Saturday's pain a 5. It wsa inconvenient but something I could live with for a day. Sunday I awoke very early in the morning around 4 or 5 am with the most severe back pain I have ever experienced. I was in so much pain, this was definately a 7 or 8 in the pain department. To make matters worse, because of the position that I had slept in the night before, my lower back muscles tightened all over. I could hardly breath. I couldn't turn; I couldn't breath; and I was in pain. AAAAHHHHHHH!

I called my best friend Patchy in Brooklyn. Patchy has chronic back problems. He was broken (physically) when I met him. Patchy talked me through my back crisis. He gave me lots of advice on what stretches to do and when to do them. He told me what to take and to talk to a pharmicist because it was Memorial Day Weekend and I couldn't get to my doctor. I originally was going to go to the ER but Patchy saved me a trip. THANKS PATCHY.

Tuesday, June 01, 2004

There are many perks to working downtown. There is the Chicago Metropolitan Correctional Facility, a building full of some of the most vile and sexy men you could ever want to meet. There is the usual assortment of "Crazies." And there is the Farmer's Market every Tuesday and Thursday. I love the Farmer's Market. There is something sensual about buying strawberries and tomatoes from Indiana. Actually, I love Farmer's Markets anywhere but I do enjoy that such an industrial city gives space to local merchants to sell their fresh wares.