The craziest thing happened today on the bus. I was having a pleasant conversation with Mercy, minding my own business, and I gradually became aware that Skyler the Bus Bastard (they all have one) was harassing someone just across the aisle. It didn't sound like an outright nasty assault, so I let it go, but eventually I realized that they were ( Read more... )

Every year around this time in my town, there is a parade. It's called the Blossomtime Parade, and it has pageant queens and floats and clowns and shriners and marching bands from around the state and horses and things of that nature. Everyone goes to see it.

This year, there was a gay pride float. It was an American flag-styled thing with the words ( Read more... )

I've been reading sections of a school textbook for girls written in 1951 called On Becoming a Woman, by Harold Shryock, M.A, M.D. It has a chapter on homosexuality, entitled "Beware!"

So we're off to a rolicking start right there.

But the best part is the first line of the chapter: "There is a freakish trick of human nature by which a woman ( Read more... )