Well, here we go again. Two new “based
on actual persons” film biographies are hitting the multiplexes,
and in both cases the cocksucking (the based-on real-life
cocksucking) has been completely expunged.
The real mathematician in Ron Howard’s
“A Beautiful Mind” was, according to the biography upon which the
screenplay was based, not only a communist (no audience sympathy
there!) but spent at least a decade frolicking in the homosexual
realm. TEN YEARS of being a fag just erased from the story so the
Hollywood mainstay, “the love of a good woman”, could once again
work it’s hackneyed magic. Methinks Ron Howard is a homophobe. A
quick review of his credits makes it abundantly clear that no
homosexuality exists in his world, and we should make sure that
none of his projects ever receives the tainted dollars of our (to
him apparently) invisible community.
The other film, “Pinero” based on the
life and times of the author of “Short Eyes”, a New York Puerto
Rican poet, also has expunged the queerness from Miguel Pinero’s
life. Listen, I worked at the St’ Marks Baths, situated in the
lower East Side, in the early eighties and as anyone who spent
time in that area can attest, you couldn’t sneak into a backroom
without tripping over that guy. He was GAY. But in the movie his
great love is some female prostitute (I’ve been told by those in
the know that it was actually a drag queen) and the fag factor is
just shy of nil. I can’t help but think that had John Leguizamo
played the part as originally intended, some suggestion of queer
goings-on might’ve made it to the screen. However, it appears that
Benjamin Bratt isn’t quite as secure about his manhood as the
enormously talented “Mambomouth”. Pity. I thought he was alright.
Why is the cocksucking nature of these characters being excised? I
thought that we’d moved forward enough as a society that there
would never again be a need for the likes of “Night and Day” (the
totally fictionalized “straight” interpretation of the life of
Cole Porter starring Cary Grant from 1946). What’s going on? Since
when is homosexuality such an irrelevant component of someone’s
life that it is summarily dismissed and some cunt is automatically
substituted? Be afraid, my brothers, be very afraid.
Now would be a good time for me to launch into one of my pet
theories and in the process possibly explain why popular
representations of actual people are routinely stripped of their
true sexual identities. I believe that the omniscient “powers that
be” are loath to have the general population made aware of the
direct correlation between being queer and being a creative
genius. I have concluded (in my own willy-nilly, unscientific, and
biased study of humanity) that the reason that some men are born
queer (I don’t know or care what the lesbian equivalent may be) is
that they are representative of the highest pinnacle of their
particular genetic strain (my apologies to my son). We are, in
essence, supermen. A mere passing glance at the history of the
various arts, shows a clear fact, homos rule. In literature,
stage, design, music or any art you might care to examine, 90% of
the most revered figures were (and are) cocksuckers (and now with
“A Beautiful Mind”, I suppose even mathematics!!! Hahahaha!!!!).
It’s very simple. We’re queer because any genetic next-stepping is
dissolution, a watering down of the bloodline. Look at all the
fags throughout history who’ve sired boys, has any one of them
ever surpassed his father’s creative output? Oscar Wilde had sons,
what did any of them ever contribute artistically to the world?
That’s right boys, WE ARE SUPERIOR. From Michelangelo to Herman
Melville to Elton John, civilization as we know it has been
glorified and created by a vast litany of fruits and bumboys. If
the straight world is threatened and unable to believe that
creativity and cocksucking are inextricably entwined, at least we
as a community should recognize and utilize our birthright. Don’t
let society, the churches, even family, convince you that you are
somehow less than a man. Understand that your queerness is a
signal that you are the repository of everything good your genetic
line can possibly produce and act on it. Now that’s GAY PRIDE.
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