Saturday, August 09, 2003
Are Gay Pride Parades Too Gay?
Alright, so you have probably been waiting for my acute journalistic analysis of Vancouver's Pride Parade. Bait your breath no longer -- the parade was gay.
Ok, you want some cultural insight, some thoughtful reflection; perhaps you want my ethical and historiograpical (does anyone know what that word means?) opinions. Shit, I don't know -- the parade was gay.
I arrived near the end of the parade, so my views may be somewhat truncated as a result; but, all in all -- gay.
Could it be that gay pride parades are too gay? I mean, the purpose of a Pride parade is, in part, to integrate gay people into the community: to make us breeders more accepting of our sodomizing, carpet-lickin' bretheren (although I heard heterosexuals have, according to The Hite Report Report on Sexuality, more anal sex per capita than homos); yet pride parades really seem to reinforce a lot of (negative?) stereotypes. Such as (?): gay people like bad music, are loud, are into wearing leather and whipping eachother, like flashing their boobiesOr, maybe my small issue is just the whole idea of making a whole parade about your sexuality (i dunno). God, I'm such a fucking homophobe.
If homosexuality is normal and acceptable, as I believe it is, then why do you need a big fucking parade with a bunch of freaky fags making a bunch noise...ok I guess it is kind of fun.
From what I gather, the gay pride parades aren't as much about celebrating acceptance of homosexuality and progress and success within the gay community, as they are about a mardi gras of sexuality.
Of course we breeders like parties, too. So why don't we fuck the whole idea of gay pride parades and jus have sex parades...a sort of moving orgy through the streets of downtown...Oh, come on get serious, right?...No.
Change of topic: I saw a documentary on the filming of hardcore porn last night; it was really disturbing and turned me off porn (not that I was really into porn at all); but it got pretty fucking sick...you like it bitch,,,you fucking whore...ugh
Alright, so you have probably been waiting for my acute journalistic analysis of Vancouver's Pride Parade. Bait your breath no longer -- the parade was gay.
Ok, you want some cultural insight, some thoughtful reflection; perhaps you want my ethical and historiograpical (does anyone know what that word means?) opinions. Shit, I don't know -- the parade was gay.
I arrived near the end of the parade, so my views may be somewhat truncated as a result; but, all in all -- gay.
Could it be that gay pride parades are too gay? I mean, the purpose of a Pride parade is, in part, to integrate gay people into the community: to make us breeders more accepting of our sodomizing, carpet-lickin' bretheren (although I heard heterosexuals have, according to The Hite Report Report on Sexuality, more anal sex per capita than homos); yet pride parades really seem to reinforce a lot of (negative?) stereotypes. Such as (?): gay people like bad music, are loud, are into wearing leather and whipping eachother, like flashing their boobiesOr, maybe my small issue is just the whole idea of making a whole parade about your sexuality (i dunno). God, I'm such a fucking homophobe.
If homosexuality is normal and acceptable, as I believe it is, then why do you need a big fucking parade with a bunch of freaky fags making a bunch noise...ok I guess it is kind of fun.
From what I gather, the gay pride parades aren't as much about celebrating acceptance of homosexuality and progress and success within the gay community, as they are about a mardi gras of sexuality.
Of course we breeders like parties, too. So why don't we fuck the whole idea of gay pride parades and jus have sex parades...a sort of moving orgy through the streets of downtown...Oh, come on get serious, right?...No.
Change of topic: I saw a documentary on the filming of hardcore porn last night; it was really disturbing and turned me off porn (not that I was really into porn at all); but it got pretty fucking sick...you like it bitch,,,you fucking whore...ugh
Friday, August 08, 2003
smile of the day: don't flaunt your scars. :)
my life is a 24-hour porn video -- so kiss me on the lips.
a downward spiral. a casual nightmare.
can we gain permission for a revolution?
love/hate at the superstore.
superache and supermen.
go on-line to find a friend.
electricity -- flowing fear
work past the grand veneer
exhume exhaust excommunicate
the seer
i got burned by the eclipse
the sentiment is the same
darkness and suicide
the ballet of the insane
sex and self
and therapy of the soul
penetrate through thought
and make her one and whole
skin reaction -- comfortably obscene
friendly fire from zombie armies
the last desire of the half-dead
concludes me clean
a downward spiral. a casual nightmare.
can we gain permission for a revolution?
love/hate at the superstore.
superache and supermen.
go on-line to find a friend.
electricity -- flowing fear
work past the grand veneer
exhume exhaust excommunicate
the seer
i got burned by the eclipse
the sentiment is the same
darkness and suicide
the ballet of the insane
sex and self
and therapy of the soul
penetrate through thought
and make her one and whole
skin reaction -- comfortably obscene
friendly fire from zombie armies
the last desire of the half-dead
concludes me clean
Sunday, August 03, 2003
Electric Thought is presenting it's first ever serious journalistic report: On Vancouver's Gay Pride Parade. Coming Soon. So stay tuned.
i'm agog with my dog in the fog.
inside/outside...inside/outside...inside/outside
where's your pantyline -- is it a sunshine?
oh my god, let me through, eat the word,
sacrifice the blue.
inside/outside...inside/outside...inside/outside
she's got electic hair, this is the exit anywhere
uh, shoobop, uh, shoobop
journalism eats, creativity breeds,
sonic gays procreate when please
dog is love, turn up the glove
inside/outside...inside/outside...inside/outside
inside/outside...inside/outside...inside/outside
where's your pantyline -- is it a sunshine?
oh my god, let me through, eat the word,
sacrifice the blue.
inside/outside...inside/outside...inside/outside
she's got electic hair, this is the exit anywhere
uh, shoobop, uh, shoobop
journalism eats, creativity breeds,
sonic gays procreate when please
dog is love, turn up the glove
inside/outside...inside/outside...inside/outside
