Homophobia is gay.
quote by Frank Iero
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Homophobia is just that: a phobia.
quote by George Weinberg
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Well, fear and homophobia are both pervasive.
quote by Kathy Acker
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Homophobia is like racism and anti-Semitism and other forms of bigotry in that it seeks to dehumanize a large group of people, to deny their humanity, their dignity and personhood.
quote by Coretta Scott King
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Evil is the shadow of angel. Just as there are angels of light, support, guidance, healing and defense, so we have experiences of shadow angels. And we have names for them: racism, sexism, homophobia are all demons - but they're not out there.
quote by Matthew Fox
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The roots of homophobia are fear. Fear and more fear.
quote by George Weinberg
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Meltdown
Unveiled,
the moon will find you
after morose beginning
of becoming – me
Homophobia creeps in,
beyond the condemnation,
the incompleteness.
You walk straight in the arms
of contradiction, confusion
smearing the wall
with your crimson, nihilistic words.
Every other person
a demi – god
stands on your fears, sends whispers
down your ears.
To abdicate the colleagues
of dawn.
SATISH VERMA
poem by Satish Verma
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The Creeping Is Of No Intent to Scare
I must warn you that the creeping,
Is of no intent to scare.
I must also say the creaking heard,
On the stairs...
Are from lack of use.
No need to glare at imagined steps...
No one through thin air will be produced.
Relax.
Enjoy.
Would you like a bit of light?
Or a sip of homemade juice.
Hmmm?
Forgive the darkness of my home.
I prefer to view you with my natural eyesight.
Before you are left,
Alone.
Just for a few moments.
Would you like to slip into something more comfortable?
'Yeah!
My car.
It's right outside.
C-ya.
You did say your were eccentric!
But this...
Is too much of a nervous visit.
What in the 'hell' is THAT? '
Why do you wish to leave...
So,
Abruptly?
Prudence?
Prudence?
Where are you?
Did you rub up against,
The leg of our guest?
*Meeeooowww.*
Why are you so naughty?
Hmmm?
Did you detect homophobia?
*Meeeooowww.*
NO?
Then what else could it have been?
No more than ten minutes here,
With me was spent.
Should I or should I not,
Feel offended?
Hmmm...
Perhaps a fear of bats,
Quickened the exit.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Night I Fell In Love
I was backstage
couldn't believe my luck was in
I saw him approach
wearing a most approachable grin
When he said hello
I was surprised he spoke so politely
I said I'd liked his show
Well he just smiled
I guess it happens nightly
and so
I fell in love
We went to his room
he had a video camera
I was so nervous
I had to try hard not to stammer
He said
'I'm glad you liked the show
that crowd was dope out there tonight, alright
You wanna see some more?
Well be my guest
You can have a private performance'
I'd fallen in love
I didn't ask why
though he seemed like such a regular guy
he said we could be
secret lovers
just him and me
Then he joked
'Hey, man!
Your name isn't Stan, is it?
We should be together!'
And he was passionate
I guess I would rate
him a nine out of ten
by then
I'd fallen in love
When I asked
why have I heard so much
about him being charged
with homophobia and stuff
he just shrugged
Next morning we woke
he couldn't have been a nicer bloke
Over breakfast made jokes
about Dre and his homies and folks
Neither of us asked if or when
we would see each other again
but I thought that was cool
'cause Iwas already late for school
by then
I'd fallen in love
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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So sick of it
I’m so sick of it
Making me feel like I’m sick
So sick of this
So sick of it all
When I finally got sick of it all
I just let it all out, I changed more and more
Explaining it and speaking my mind
Writing it all down on sheets of paper
Explaining why I’m so sick.
I’m so sick of it all
This world, Reality, all this bigotry
Can’t get enough of this
I can’t take it anymore I have to stand up
And fight against this sickness
Battling which is that repeating cycle
Battling Homophobia
I’ve done it so many times
It makes me wonder why I’m so sick
I’m so sick of it
Going threw the same f*cking thing.
Wanting more and more
Realizing it couldn’t ever be real it sadden me
I thought it over and over and then
That’s when I got sick of it.
Got me thinking me of it then reminding myself of reality.
It happened over and over that’s when I got sick.
Making me feel sicker.
Regretting all of the stupid thing I ignored
Remembering I gone threw the same thing before
Anticipating myself 0.99 seconds before the actual thought
I’m so sick of it, all the things that make me sick
All the things I fight against.
Im so sick of it…
poem by Marcellus Watts
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Boys In Blue
Kind policemen gently hitting people over the head with their loving truncheons. How sexy they look in their dark blue uniforms and walkie-talkies bristling with efficiency they've got such lovely names like Neil or Robert or Liam I wouldn't mind going behind the bushes with one of them! ! Arrest ME please, let me fondle those crazy handcuffs! Yes, let's have some S&M back at the station. Oooh, take me in your panda car! ! Let's have some body talk in the cells, punching me softly with his song, getting a kick out of my shins, I think you guys are awesome really, always where the action is brave and dedicated, bring back the George Cross and let me kiss your manly black shoes, you'd never hurt an immigrant would you, no I'm not racist I just hate black people and gays and ponces, I've got a mate who's collecting asbos he's got three already and I had fun when I was on community service stealing old ladies handbags while they made me a cuppa for doing their garden! Yeh I support the boys in blue alright don't talk to me about homophobia suck my dangling lily! ! But I don't like criminals, they're getting what they deserve living off our taxes string 'em up, make them work for a living the bloody skiving scumbags! Bring back the death penalty and just give me some peace and quiet to cuddle my policeman! !
poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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Garden Partay!
Garden Partay! ! !
Edward Iacona
I know that names of products
May often be ostentatious.
But, I never thought that packs of seeds
Could also be so salacious.
Varieties mentioned here are real.
And, this is what I think;
Many gardeners and farmers
Must enjoy an earthy wink....
To make my point I'll put these names
In quotes or maybe in italic.
And lay aside the obvious view that
Some veggies look quite phallic.
There is no doubt that corn
Is known to be nutritious
But what can one say about a corn
That is named 'Bi-Licious'.
A common trait I'd like to share
From Puberty to my coffin,
Is a link to a certain corn that's
Called 'Early and Often'.
No homophobia amongst the stalks,
Or none that I have seen,
When one considers there are types
Called 'Ruby' and 'Silver Queen'.
There is an egotistical cucumber
Whose statistics really rate.
I shall envy it's bragging rights
As to being a 'Straight Eight'
Virile thoughts of cucumbers
May easily coincide.
When human males at morning
May deal with some 'Early Pride'
There is a carrot called 'Big Top'
But, a cliche I must repeat...
That size is not a factor so
There's another called 'Short and Sweet'
Male prowess proclaims that men
Should try to please and perhaps outlast her.
So their cucumber of choice should be
The one that's called 'Bushmaster'.
When Popeye eats his spinach his
Rescues of Olive Oyl are less demanding'
But, if he really wants to impress her
There is a type called 'Long Standing'
Ah! the popular pumpkin
Famed for Halloween and pie
But the name 'Jack O' Lantern'
May be more than meets the eye.
The apostrophe after the O
Stands for 'of' I know that's true
But, considering the seed names I've seen
Do they mean one 'F' or two?
poem by Edward Iacona
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An Index Of Racism For Your Reference
Sexism • Ageism
Religious intolerance • Xenophobia
Ableism • Adultism • Biphobia • Classism
Elitism • Ephebiphobia • Gerontophobia
Heightism • Heterosexism • Homophobia
Lesbophobia • Lookism • Misandry
Misogyny • Pediaphobia • Sizeism
Transphobia
Slavery • Racial profiling • Lynching
Hate speech • Hate crime
Genocide (examples) • Ethnocide
Ethnic cleansing • Pogrom • Race war
Religious persecution • Gay bashing
Blood libel • Paternalism
Police brutality
Race / Religion / Sex segregation
Apartheid • Redlining • Internment
Bigotry • Prejudice • Supremacism
Intolerance • Tolerance • Diversity
Multiculturalism • Oppression
Political correctness
Reverse discrimination • Eugenics
Racialism •
An index of Remedies
Emancipation • Civil rights
Desegregation • Integration
Equal opportunity
Affirmative action • Racial quota
Reservation (India) • Reparation
Forced busing
Employment equity (Canada)
Anti-miscegenation • Anti-immigration
Alien and Sedition Acts • Jim Crow laws
Black codes • Apartheid laws
Ketuanan Melayu • Nuremberg Laws
Anti-discrimination acts
Anti-discrimination law
14th Amendment • Crime of apartheid
Adultcentrism • Gynocentrism
Androcentrism • Economic
We are one big family of Humanity...
Do you have the index of Humanity?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Prejudice, Paranoia And Narcissism
PREJUDICE, PARANOIA AND NARCISSIM
If paranoia can be rationalized
by means of prejudice, if follows narc-
issism has to be an idealized
agenda for a person who's an arse.
Rachel Shukert ("Greased, Frightening, " Tablet,5/11/12) writes about John Travolta:
Well, folks, it's been a big week in gay news. On the good side, President Barack Obama came out in support of same-sex marriage and Anjelica Huston sang on Smash. On the other, the press has been all abuzz over the lawsuit recently slapped on John Travolta by a masseur claiming the star attempted to coerce him into unwanted sexual acts during a session at the Beverly Hills Hotel. Two steps forward, one step back. That's progress, I guess.
Of all the tabloid press coverage on Massage-gate, there are two details that, er, popped up at me. One is the employment of positively J.K. Rowling-esque adjectives regarding the area in question: "solid eight inches … springy" making it sound like Hollywood's second-most famous Scientologist purchased his, ahem, wand straight from Mr. Ollivander's. (It chooses the wizard, you know.) The second is the still-unnamed masseur's assertion of how Travolta explained how he learned to Stop Worrying and Love Transactional Same-Sex Liaisons: By accepting that Hollywood is controlled by "homosexual Jewish men" who expect sexual favors in return for career-related ones….
But back to Travolta: Seen through this lens, it makes perfect sense why the Staying Alive star might articulate what he did the way he (allegedly) did: He posits a homosexual conspiracy to try to convince himself that he's not one (manipulated, sure, but that's what they do) and then tacks on the Jewish part to prove how it's extra sneaky—and impossible to resist.
And yet, I can't help feeling sorry for him in a way I never do for the Gibsons and Gallianos and Rick Sanchezes of the world. If true, it makes for a pretty sad picture to think of one of the biggest, most universally loved movie stars on the planet lying all alone in a hotel suite (and given his well-documented weight fluctuations, the empty chocolate cake wrappers lying on the floor make a particularly poignant touch—I mean, who hasn't been there?) lunging at a masseur's white-jeaned crotch (yes, in my head, he's wearing white jeans) and then blaming a David Geffen-led cabal for his actions when he gets shut down. If every prejudice is the rationalization of paranoia, paranoia is the rationalization of insecurity, and as the prophet(ess) RuPaul (for whom I definitely intend to leave out a custom Absolut vodka cocktail at my next Seder) likes to say: If you can't love yourself, how the hell you gonna love somebody else? Internalized homophobia and internalized anti-Semitism are just two sides of the same highly polished and wisely invested coin.
With a single (for the third time, alleged) prejudicial statement, John Travolta has neatly subverted the old maxim about paranoia, and in doing so, the essential emptiness behind prejudice itself. It's not that they aren't out to get you. It's just that "they" is usually "you."
Marc (Tracy?) adds that the fact that Travolta belongs to the conspiratorial Church of Scientology may be relevant:
So the nuts maybe don't fall so far from the tree?
5/11/12 #10169
poem by Gershon Hepner
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