All that’s missing from this is a halting “such as” or two.
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In the wake of the recent Gay Girl in Damascus and LezGetReal blog scandals, I thought this would be the perfect opportunity to do something I should have done years ago: reveal my true identity. I, Cranky Lesbian, am really Darryl, a 54-year-old sheet metal worker from Mobile, Alabama.
(Okay, not really. Still a woman, still so gay I wake up singing Liza songs, and still too busy with other things to blog regularly. But I couldn’t resist posting that. Also, really, what self-respecting lesbian would call their website LezGetReal?)
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First there was “gayface,” and now there’s “gayfacebook,” as MIT students Carter Jernigan and Behram Mistree have found a way to determine whether male Facebook users are gay, regardless of whether the men disclose their orientation to all of the Internet.
Jernigan and Mistree’s homosexualist-spotting program was unable to help them zero-in on wily lesbians and bisexuals, and I’d make a lame joke that attempts to explain such a failure, except I’m not on Facebook (there’s already enough aggravation in my life without being alerted every time someone from my third grade class orders pizza), so I’ve got nothing. Just one more post this month, though, and I win…
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You can read all about it in the New York Times, where this is apparently news — three pages worth of it — to some people.
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We’ve already established that in Senegal, there are few pastimes more popular than the irrational hatred of homosexuals. But Senegalese villagers recently took their maniacal homophobia to a depraved new low, exhuming the body of a young man from a Muslim cemetery not once but twice, and depositing his corpse in front of his parents’ house on the second occasion, because he was reportedly gay. How do you think the Westboro Baptist Church loons react when they read a story like that? Do they nod admiringly, or would even they agree that there are no words to describe such a ghoulish, hateful act?
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From the Radio Netherlands website comes the strangest headline I’ve read all week: Lesbian Women Report Growing Intolerance. No word on whether lesbian men have been experiencing similar problems.
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Earlier this month I wrote that I hoped to post more in the coming weeks. That hasn’t happened just yet, partly because my concentration has been shattered by a woman who still hasn’t figured out that she could easily find someone who is smarter and funnier (but certainly not more attractive) than me to pay attention to, and partly because I think we already knew in our heart of hearts that Britney Spears is fine with gay marriage and that Angie Harmon is an idiot, in addition to being a terrible actress.
The story that finally lured me out of hiding is one you’ve probably already heard: Shirley Tan gets to stay in the U.S. for now, thanks to Sen. Dianne Feinstein. “For now” isn’t good enough, of course — Tan should be here permanently — but it’s better than nothing.
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Canadian lesbian — like there’s any other kind — Ashleigh Pechaluk loved her girlfriend Nicola Puddicombe so much that she practiced writing love letters to her that expressed warm and fuzzy (and trite) sentiments like “Baby, you are my angel…I want to enjoy my life, and the only way I can do that is if you’re by my side.”
But Puddicombe, who made similarly goopy declarations of love in a Valentine’s Day card she gave to Pechaluk three years ago, also had a long-term boyfriend. How, then, could Pechaluk enjoy life with Puddicombe at her side?
Why, by reinforcing every horribly offensive and antiquated lesbian stereotype known to man and murdering Puddicombe’s boyfriend with a $16.49 axe, of course! Pechaluk’s trial for the 2006 killing began this week, with Puddicombe’s soon to follow; Puddicombe stood to collect $250,000 in insurance and pension payouts in the event of her boyfriend’s death. Both women, it should go without saying, deserve to rot in jail.
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I’m not dead, nor was I captured by Somali pirates, despite what the mainstream media has reported. I’ve been busy with various things that keep people busy (like not observing Passover and wondering how the new Fast and the Furious movie made so much money at the box office last weekend), and I will hopefully be less busy this week. Unless you’ve all enjoyed the silence over the last few days and would like me to stay gone for a while, in which case I’d hate to let anyone down.
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When you can’t log on to the Internet without reading stories like this and this, and when you can’t turn on a tennis match anymore without seeing Roger Federer lose to an inferior opponent, what is there to be happy about?
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