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A Love Letter to Pat Robertson
The lights are on in your great glass house but there’s nothing there to see. Your eyes are glued to the man next door, face pressed against his window in a gruesome caricature, bulging against the panes, lashes wet with lust and your palms nailed tight to the cross you wear like a brace to…
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On Being Open-Minded, and the Freedom of Belief
Your right to believe in something does not negate others’ right to exist with the same rights and standard of living that you have.
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The Sesame Street Theory of Gay Marriage Resistance, or, How the Ernie Shirt Fucks You Up
When I was very small, I loved Sesame Street. I especially loved Ernie, and I had a special Ernie shirt that I had to wear every time it came on. I would run to my room, grab the shirt, put it on and run back and park myself in front of the TV, anxiously awaiting…
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Pat Robertson on Anal Sex: Christians Will Like It
Robertson claimed that “You’re gonna say that you like anal sex…”
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Gay Marriage Ruined My Life: A Right Wing Fairy Tale
I don’t know where to begin with this. One year, six months, and five days ago, I got straight married. This morning, that marriage is over, the sanctity of it ripped apart by the selfish ruling of the Supreme Court of the United States of America. The Court has ruled that states no longer have…
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Snakes
There is a house full of snakes waiting to devour us fangs slick with the ejaculate of televangelists and politicians, bellies fat with power and the scrawny limbs of dying children, sacrificed for the greater good, gently laid to rest before an altar draped in patriotic cloth and the stench of soggy dollar bills wet…
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Some Country Church, and Poor Choice in Accessories
…Jesus on the precipice taking flight, mortality a bitter shock as his brains came out…
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Hallelujah in the Alley, Death Style
In a dark alley, Jesus Christ stripped off his vestments, stood naked and hairless and drew on his gloves