Man Coulter

Man Coulter is a character based on the infamous Ann Coulter. Conservative maven extraordinaire.

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    As I was traveling on my daily commute  to Midtown Manhattan I was scanning through the various articles in the New York Post when I came to the last section.  The hateful article was about American Idol’s Adam Lambert.  The caption was ‘Idol’ of the silver scream. Ok. I started reading the scathing, homophobic, idiotic article by the TV Critic Linda Stasi and was like what the hell?

Her disgusting rhetoric describes Adam as that “annoying” kid in high school who hummed in class and was the star of the annual musical. Wait, not done…  he was also  a Vegas-Cast off, horrible power screecher, off key and basically she could watch him live if she where drunk and hung out with a bunch of Russians in Brighton Beach. I think we should send her there anyhow. Actually, to Russia would be nice. Throw her in the Gulag if we could physically lift her. Besides her figure her ego might be a bit tough to lift. You know those pieces of furniture that are “awkward” to move? That’s her.  Or may I suggest we send her ego on the Biggest Loser?

How descriptive you are, Ms. Stasi . This bothers me because those “annoying” kids were the ones who were generally the outcasts. The teased kids. Beaten up. Thrown aside. By the looks of Ms. Stasi (Using that term loosely) she seemed like the one who was doing the taunting in high school. The overweight cheerleader who was only on the squad because she needed the attention. Those popular kids whose used that overweight funny girl to taunt and do “projects” for their bidding. That was you Ms. Stasi.

I wasn’t the kid in high school that was in the plays and musicals but I knew those kids. They were great. Misunderstood with talent to boot. That’s why I’m offended by this hateful speech by Ms. Stasi.

Blowhard Ms. Stasi once said, “ASK a woman – any woman – if she’d ever cheat on George Clooney. Go ahead, I dare you. If she says “yes,” then there’s no doubt: She’s a lunatic, a liar, or a lesbian.”  Brilliant.

Do we honestly still need TV critics, especially in newspapers? Especially this vile woman? I like the Post but this woman has to go. I haven’t dug through all of her articles up I’m sure this homophobic bullshit would be found in at least a dozen or so of them.

I will leave a link at the bottom of the page to the article. It may not seem to you that bad but in the overall sense it is. This is how it has always starts and has always been. She is a TV critic not a personality critic.

Way to go Adam! You get my vote and everyone else’s vote who was the outcast. 

Yes, it’s been quite some time since I’ve updated the Man Coulter brand. Sorry for the delay folks it’s been quite an interesting few months. Instead of cramming three articles into one post I’ve decided to “stretch them” out i.e. like the majority of gays I know, friends and some lovers alike. Instead of trying delve deep inside of what people are to their core I’m going to brush to the surface. Gold-digger… well in my case bronze digger. I guess being in a Recession these Bronze-diggers have to tap into the middle class.

I’ve recently dated a kid who is 21 or what he would say 22 because his birthday is a couple months away. Huge difference, I know but to them it’s important. They’re mature. Big boys now. Mind you, I know already know the ramifications before any of you go into the age thing. (Wasn’t leading with my pecker, either) I hear Liberal after Liberal profess that age is just a number blah blah blah… and it isn’t and that was my mistake. Yes, I got caught up in the pretty face and somewhat boyish charm. Somewhat. Maybe I was trying to do a Benjamin Button or basically this person needed stability only a middle class rapidly approaching poor person could provide. Who knows because he won’t and the majority of my group will never tell you the direct truth. Never.

Stupidly, I let him “store” his stuff at my house. ALL OF IT! Suitcases, important documents, family mementos, clothes. I did the laundry on a weekly basis. I know. I know. I could easily look into my TD account and calculate what I spent yet it would take forever and make me sick. It’s a bit passé for me to throw up this time in my life I’ll save that for his generation. They have more to prove I guess. They coo: “Look at me I have a 29 inch waist and wear make-up. I feel pretty… oh so pretty… I feel pretty and witty and bright.”

You must also remember it’s not always about the money. Trust me, I’m trying to withhold laughter as I write that. Let’s just paraphrase and say I provided for about a month, three squares meal a day, cigarettes, cabs and various entertainment extravaganzas. You would think I would be getting “something” out of this besides the sporadic companionship and satisfaction of helping another down on his luck guy but you would be wrong. Yes, I have the giving gene and yes I enjoyed the company but something turned. You would think if I was being this sugar daddy I should have at least been having sex. Ha. Another huge misconception. The sex I did have was twice and it lasted roughly 15 minutes. Not on my end but on his. And he was a go go dancer for Christ sakes. Plus, one of the times he was high and drunk and he basically raped me to rape him. “Suck on my nipple ring.” That leads me to asking the question: Does eating butt make you susceptible to catch E Coli? I have been feeling fatigue ever since. Hmm.

 So to sum this little blurp in time and to add another person to my relationship rolodex I come to realize that this mature for his age (his words) and in typical Generation XY behavior he was seeing someone else while his entire life was at my apartment. Should I be shocked? Nah, I don’t think so. It is irksome when my generosity was being slapped back in my face and the audacity of this twink in a fat suit would and could do something so blatantly disrespectful. I guess it comes from not graduating from high school… GED’s don’t count. His age and his all around “Look at me” behavior should have been the flashing blinders to me but I was giving him the benefit of the doubt. That will be the last time trust me. I hope his new 21 year old is what he is looking for because he will get swallowed up if he’s not careful or perhaps go back go-go dancing at Splash.

 The only trust I can have now is in Karma and class.

What you think?

 

 

What a feeling it is to have a forum where you can say can I fart into your mouth or walking down the 8^th avenue in Chelsea you have to wear a mask because HIV is in the air. It’s pleasure. Bliss beyond belief. I haven’t updated and I apologize. I’ve trying to get the site up and in running order. The kinks will be gone soon I hope and we will be in motion like a well run machine. I guess it has to be green power machines because I don’t want to upset the Jeanne Garofalo’s of the world. Anyhow, I still need suggestions if you have any. Try to be constructive. I’ll take fucking advice as well.

My last post was a personal testament to someone who I cared/care for and it sucked a lot of sap out of me. I oozed emotion and it was quite a spill to clean up. I made a mistake because of my insecurities and was left in limbo.  After the encounter the feelings were rekindled in an interesting way and now I feel at peace and can’t wait to see where it goes. Friends or lovers? Whichever will do as long as “said” person is in my life.

Before any of you wonder what the hell happened to the “edge” of Man Coulter… it’s still there. I just became humbler in the love aspect or did I age?  It’s a great gut reaction to feel again. The glass was half full instead of empty. Yet, it just happens to be manifesting in different ways now. An ever changing, reforming, growing Man Coulter.

Mind you, the annoyance level seems to be rapidly expanding to many other levels of the world. Starting with Nancy Pelosi. I can’t stand the woman. She has been called “despicable, dishonest and vicious,” and I agree with every one of those adjectives but I need to add a few more, entitled, pretentious and unnerving. Everyone knows what the story is and now she’s refuting that the CIA briefed her about torture. Personally, I think that the House has an absolute obligation to open an inquiry about her and I hope there will be a resolution to investigate her. Is it ok this San Franciscan speaker of the House can lie to the country on national security matters and get away with it scot free?

Fuck that and her.

The next matter of business is the gay marriage debate. This is one of those issues that I switched my stance on. At first I was skeptical about it because God forbid there ever being a gay divorce. That would be vicious and ugly but I want to see a gay version of the War of the Roses. An amazing concept. So, yes I believe in gay marriage now. You can believe in God and still believe in this. I want to give the props to my North Eastern States for standing up to Civil Rights. It worked for the African Americans. No longer can they say we are a racist country when we elected an African American man to the highest position in the land. No more complaining. You got Obama and we got OJ. Insert joke here for you politically correct people.

 

     I thought Man Coulter should send a positive message this time around from an unlikely source. I seem to over react on certain occasions but what a great forum to do it in.
     I’m heartbroken.
     If you are only given a voice and nothing else what does that leave you? Just a voice? What about if circumstances leave you just that? Words. It’s satisfying in a sense that beauty doesn’t really factor in. You must use imagination. The conversation must sparkle.
The visuals are vivid. Just images of what your mind perceives. Things you conjure up. In a world where visual stimulation is so prevalent there was/is an actual connection, at least, in my mind, my voice, which is now silent, is/was there. It was a feeling. That feeling was important. Is important. I rather not use past tense but as things spiraled/spirals out of control what can one do? Outside forces deliberately sabotaging something that was not yet tarnished. Putting pressure when there was no need to put pressure. I guess when you are miserable you got to spread it around. Their persistence’s was/is key. Congrats to these forces, you know who and what you are. Pox shall be sent. Not by me but my karmic forces.
     As one gets older beauty does fade and more important factors arise. Conversation. Humor. Debate. Things in common. The list can go on and on. If this “circumstance” happens to be done I shall scrape myself up as I always do and move on a with a clearer conscience and a thankful heart and wit. Things have opened up. Awaking for the first time. There is only one person I can thank for that. A special thank you to my invisible friend. I may not be able to see you in present but you are felt. Felt more than you know. So, I’m putting it out there. To the universe. My true intentions. You will get them sometime my invisible/imaginary friend if Eckhart Tolle is true to his word. Hopefully, sooner than later.

 

The question of the day or should I say curiosity is about “doubles.” As most people know there has been quite a few important “doubles” throughout history. Marc Anthony and Cleopatra. Jesus and Mary. Abbott and Costello. Martin and Lewis. Bill and Hillary. Yet, there’s one double that I can’t seem to shake… double penetration. Yes, that. Two penises in one hole. Before you question, “In you?” No, not in me. It’s hard enough for me to shit let alone have two penis of any kind in me. That’s why on a daily basis I have my morning enema with All Bran. Breakfast cereal of champions. It makes you shit within 20 minutes after first digestion.  Also, you may question why tackle such a shallow and fluff topic? Why not? Yet, the reason behind it was because of a past lover who chastised me for bringing it up in conversation. Notice I say lover not love. This mid 20’s Virgin had the audacity to question why would I? How could I? This coming from a person who never even had a dick in them, seriously. Where is this judgment coming from? It was a question. An interest. I can control myself unlike the weak-minded men who blame their mutated misconception gene. “Oh, I’m a man it’s in me to seed.” Yet, this coming from a person who has as much sexual energy as Elaine Strich’s moose knuckle on a good day.  This is for you Virgin, be honored.

Back to the double penetration. Since we’re being fucked every which way in life nowadays why not get some pleasure from it? The curiosity is peaked but it doesn’t mean I need to experience the sensation. I can watch videos. See photos. Ask participants. Is it messy? Is there blood? Diarrhea? Rippage? Do you stop if there is a “matter” that needs to be cleaned? Does the condom break when it’s rubbed on the other condom? What happens after? Is the bottom humiliated? Are the Tops disgusted?  The days following do you get hemorrhoids? Can you walk normally?

Now, try taking the same questions and apply them to the economic times we are living in. You will notice they are both quite prevalent and fit nicely.

 

See photos:

Interview real people who are participants in this economic mess:

See, the US private sector job losses accelerated as it “bled” 697,000 jobs versus 614,000 lost in the beginning of the year. The messiah’s massive government “diarrhea” spending programs don’t seem to be making employers feel confident with the hiring. On “top” of that it doesn’t help when Grandma Pelosi uses taxpayers money to take military personal to San Francisco every weekend as Americans try to heal their hemorrhoids “savings” in these economic times. When she could easily take first class in a commercial airline and nearly save 1 million in taxpayers money. With her behavior, it continues to “rip” the social classes apart and the poorer “bottoms” continue to be exploited by government’s useless bloated spending. You won’t be able to walk normally after this crisis for some time because you won’t have enough money to buy that new pair of shoes.

Wake up Virgin and smell the lube/money.

 

Yes. Yes.  It’s a spooky thought that Man Coulter has his own website.

 At this time, it looks small in scope but give it some growing room and the content and issues will get larger and we shall grow together in one huge hippie commune.

Did that sound sincere?

I think so. People sometimes accuse me of being a sarcastic ass. Not true.

I would also like to thank the Queen at NYCSceneQueen.com for putting up with me for the past year.  If you have any questions or comments please email me at mancoulter@staunchusa.com.

This is a collection of the Man Coulter articles starting from the most recent post: Enjoy! 

Whew, who knew bottoms were so fragile. Not a question really but more of a statement. After receiving tons of hate mail and questions from the oozing, diarrhea infested, gaping blossoms of the bottom set, I was taken back. Notice the passive aggressive nature they implore. It’s not my fault they can sit on lollipop and tell you the flavor and how many licks it takes to get to the center. Mind you, It’s the same voting “bloc” who plan on voting for B. Hussein Obama even though when asked name one thing Obama has accomplished in Senate they stumble and say… change. I’m not speaking disparagingly about the bottoms. The gays need them for their survival but I’m specifically talking to the ones who are sloppy and you know who you are. The fisting, three dildo’s in the ass sect. The ones who walk around and their squishy ajar asshole sucking everyone they pass into it. People were worried about the Large Hadron Collider in Switzerland swallowing the world into it but please walk down 8^th on a Saturday night I would be more worried about falling into those black holes. For all of you not sure of what I’m talking about I guess I could generalize and say the ones that have careers as chorus boys, dancers, stylist (men), make-up artist to just to name a few. Don’t let these Al-Queda bottoms try to sway you with their unseen powers. Read. Make a checklist with both candidates and see which one has done more and will be better for America as a “whole.” Don’t be selfish here for once. Show the naughty, disease rattled, inverted assholes that you have a mind and the facts to make an informed choice. I’m talking to Clinton and Gingrich bottoms. You are not the bottoms I’m speaking of.

Don’t vote for a candidate just because you are a fag. Please. Use your brain for once and not the “power of the hole.” Please don’t let them say or sway you into thinking two bottoms equal a Top. 

 

 Degrees of bottoming are in important for the Loyal Order of the Tops to understand. You can maneuver and do the picking at your leisure.

-Al-Qaeda Bottom: The worst of the bunch. They usually are self-indulgent and act on impulse. Be warned if you decide to get involved. Known to manipulate feelings, steal money, play the extreme passive aggressive card to the hilt and wreck you emotionally. You will know if you encounter one of them. They tend to be the Broadway actors, some television personalities and fey twink boys.

 -Kennedy Bottom: Not as severe as the Al-Qaeda but pretty damn close.  These are the types that like the kinky scene. Tend to enjoy fisting which closely ties them to the Al-Qaeda Bottoms. They usually are the Fire Island, San Franciscan, Chelsea, Province Town jet setters. Come from money or have a ton of it. Usually, self-body obsessed and you must be too, sleeps with anyone and everyone as long as they have a share or frequent the “circuits.” Jobs include, managers at Barneys, architects, interior designers and various off screen television productions. The good thing is they are contained to their areas and hardly sway. If you must dip into this cesspool bring a vile of GHB or meth and you usually will control the situation for one night. 

i.e. Beware. Always think they are right.

-Clinton Bottom: The majority of the bottoms fall into this category. These are the crew that tends to be stationed in the middle. They usually are the waiters, bartenders, or any service industry jobs which means musician, dancer, artist (painter) or the like. They tend to get bouts of depression and live in Williamsburg, Brooklyn. The Blue Collar of the bottoms. This is the dateable category. Yet, please be advised they can be swayed quite easily. They also are the ones that tend to get bored.  These are the ones the Tops should look out for and try to wrangle in before the two prior categories get a hold of them.

-Gingrich Bottom: These unfortunate fellows are the straight boys who like to dabble when they are supposedly “drunk.” They work in such fields as construction, politics, economics, models and the sport fields. Beware if they say the term “pay-for-play,” for obviously reasons. Tops tend to fall for these guys. Whoever came up with that word “straight-acting” should be shot. It has made these bottoms the most sought after hurting the Tops self esteem. If they can turn one of these they think they are the second coming. Yet, be warned this group pretends to be tops and want to fuck you or only interested in a blowjob. So Tops, if you are ok with that, feel free. They rarely bottom and if they ever get into that position you will encounter, “ouch,” “slow down,” “your too big,” “if you tell anyone…” and the list can go on forever.

 There is an off shot category, versatile. Now, versatile is just another word for a Clinton Bottom. They usually tend to lean to the bottom side but something in their mind says they need to be the Top for the night to still feel in control even though they hold the cards.  Tops, it’s perfectly fine to flip flop. What you will learn is that the bottom does not know how to top and will immediately want to go back to what they know. It’s a good learning curve.

These issues will be discussed in the next Man Coulter articles. I will explain the how and exactly what the Loyal Order of the Tops will entail.

Part 1 of 2: The Loyal Order of the Tops

 Union support is beneficial in shaping communities in our great country. They supply unity for the underprivileged and “voices” for the ones who have none. Man Coulter would like to start a new charter or “union” that would put an end to the bottom controlling the market.

 Logically, the bottom would seem like the one who would needs the support. They are the ones being plowed, taken advantage of and suffering through pain, so to speak. Tops, please don’t take these reasons for dropping your guard.

 Bottoms are sneaky like that. They control the input. They can withhold and manipulate the market leaving you defenseless, shaken, and wondering what happened.

 Tops are scattered about the country with no real direction. I call all Tops to gather in one spot were they can mobilize and easily control the situation instead of letting the passive aggressive, controlling, dramatic bottoms lead the conversation. Don’t be fooled by the passivity. It’s an act. A game of control. They will whimper and call names. See definition of Liberals.

 This article is not defaming the bottom at all. It’s a movement to be on an even playing field. They need us as much as we need them.

 I’ve been swindled by bottoms a quite a lot in my life.  I’ve dated ballet dancers, musicians and the cleverest one of all, actors. Obviously, the dancer is a given so you know what you are getting into. Be warned if you get involved with an acting bottom. They are taught to pretend and cajole. They manipulate to get what they want and when the “scene” is over in their mind they get bored and trap another Top. On the radar of bottoms I would say they are the Al-Qaeda of bottoms. Gay terrorists. They explode on your penis possibly leaving you limbless and handicapped the rest of your life. The degree of bottoms will be discussed in the next article.

 There are two propositions I propose. First is joining the Loyal Order of the Tops where you are protected. Two, is a contract. A contract before we enter a relationship especially if you plan on being with this person for a while. The contract can be discussed from both parties to the duration. 1, 3, 5, even 7 years. The Top can have access to the bottom for the years agreed upon and that bottom cannot stray during those years. As the lease comes to renewal you BOTH can decide if you want to continue.

 Part 2 of The Loyal Order of the Tops coming soon…

It’s been quite some time since I’ve posted a political themed article. I’ve been burnt out and disillusioned quite frankly and needed some time to write fluff i.e. Xanadu and my Liberal crush Cheyenne Jackson. Yet, this past weekend the political juices began to churn when this “thinks he know-it all” computer geek knee jerk Liberal started an argument with me.  Before I go into detail let me briefly describe this “boy.” Term loosely used. A wannabe graphic designer/DJ who is one of those computer people that gets all of his news from youtube and spends countless late nights gathering facts on anti-Scientology and coprophagia. This week I learned his Catholic mother converted to Judaism which in his eyes makes him the most “well known” Jew since Abraham. I’ve known him loosely from one of my good friends who is a colleague.

 This debate began when we all were at my friend’s house and NPR was on. National Pansy Radio. Something about Obama came up regarding the remarks President Bush said in Israel. Yet to Mr. Bush’s defense he did not mention Mr. Obama by name. His statement compared former President Carter meeting with Hamas earlier to Iran meeting with Hitler prior to World War II, labeling this “the false comfort of appeasement.” This got all those “excited” Liberals in huff including Mr. Hasidic graphic artist himself. As he spewed his typical jargon at me frothing at the mouth as so called facts fell out. Trying to get a sentence out or even a word didn’t work until I said “treason.” That shut him up for a brief second so I could also return with, “If you don’t like this country there are many European countries that would love to have you.” It was over with that. Instead taking a breather he shot out, “I’m going to kick your ass! RIGHT NOW!” Then went into gay stereotypical lisping and rolling his eyes mocking me.

Ann Coulter is absolutely right you can’t debate or talk with a Liberal without them threatening violence or attacking your personal being. Of course I didn’t shout out about his adolescent acne or so he says razor bumps or his back fat that gets caught up in his Nancy Pelosi T. It slipped my mind that you have to stroke them like a 700 lb lap cat to get a decent conversation. I let this tirade against me continue for about five minutes with insults and threats until it was time for me to go home and watch Hannity and Colmes.

 Maybe some people are right you shouldn’t discuss religion or politics in the company of children.

Here we go again with ageism. It’s a double edge sword. These precocious morons who have had media thrown at them since birth and I’m talking about “kids” born from 1985 to 1989. Using sound bites from you tube instead of actual written pieces from the Wall Street Journal, Washington Post and the extreme left leaning New York Times. They re-quote what the “toddlers” from the Hills, Gossip Girls  and majority of those shows that linger in the bottom of the ratings basement represent. I don’t mind opposing views per se but lets back them up with some hard facts. I would like to ask them one thing that “their” candidate B. Hussein Obama has accomplished or proposed in the Senate? I guarantee 1 in 10 might be able to give something but the majority will say, change, likability, young, and all those important factors in choosing a leader of the free world.

The Democrats are so concerned about not upsetting the African Americans, elitist in the big cities and this new voting block that they are completely ignoring the fact that the average hard working white American still holds the key to elect a president. Noticing current polls Obama does less than 40% in this demographic. Spells massive problem for Obama.

Clinton even offered a jab toward her opponent during the dinner saying, “We have had enough of speeches. Enough promises. That’s not going to solve our problems. What we need is action.”

 

What does one do when feelings are crushed? Sit and wallow? Contemplate? Over analyze why?  Vent to loved ones? Cry? What’s the use? It all comes down to class.

 The majority of Americans are destined to remain in the class they were born in. Clawing your way up the ladder is virtually impossible because of the “select” few in charge and they would like to keep it that way. As America rapidly approaches the 300 million citizen mark less than 200,000 earned more than 1 million dollars according to the Center of Budget and Policy Priorities. This exclusionary group with loads of money control the American economy and “us” the blue-collar worker.

 I was reminded of this after attending the opening night party for the Broadway show Cry Baby. Loosely based on the camp classic film by John Waters. I’m going to review the show in one word, thin. The real review comes from the glitterati at the after party. A who’s who’s of use to be’s and really never was. I can list em all off but I’ll mention just one, Kathleen Turner. Yes, the 80’s siren of film and the chair of Planned Parenthood, board member of American Way and avid supporter of Amnesty International. Yes, Kathleen please send yourself some roses for your staunch charity involvement. You’re lucky you have the linebacker build to hold all the responsibility and ego you developed over the years. Guilt and boredom does wonders.

As the party reached its maximum capacity of 1400 people, I noticed Kathleen working or I should say fighting through the crowd. Being gentlemanly I held the crowd back so Ms. Turner could hobble her way through to the bar. (Hmm? Her AA sponsor must have had his cell turned off) As she passed me, I gave a warm smile and a nod yet no such recognition of a thanks but more of a brush off, “Excuse me, kid,” she growled. Sizing me up she crossed by me. Stunned, I didn’t move. “I’m almost 30, woman.” She threw her head back, chins following slowly behind her and bellowed a condescending growl, HA!” She kept on walking turning around again to sneer. If she only remembered I saw her a few years back falling down the steps at Orso (Restaurant) with tons of shopping bags after a downing a bottle of wine. Of course this incident was never mentioned in the paper. Only a blip that she had to cancel a photo shoot because she had an “accident” at home.  It almost made her human but when you’re clouded over with alcohol you don’t think.

 I know it seems like an insignificant diss but it proves a point these used to be “A” list stars look down upon the people that keep them relevant. The “working” buying class. If it weren’t for the consumer friendly middle class all these stars would be nothing. It’s because the majority of us never answered these questions:

-Turning down jobs feeling we wouldn’t fit in?

-Refusing to acquire new knowledge such as chess, polo, fashion, and acting. Things in our psyche that holds us back because we may not be as good as the ones already in those positions. It was injected there by the same people that hold “us” back.

-Discouraged for chasing ambition because it is too hard and wouldn’t be able to handle the upper crust standards.

Yet, there are a few stars that evening that buck this “elitist” trend, Ricki Lake, Kerry Butler, David LaChappelle, Michael Reidel, Claudia Shear. Obama take note please.

 

Being sardonic on a daily basis when it comes to the arts, I digress, I shouldn’t say the arts in general just the Hollywood glitterati gives me a funny taste in my mouth. (Insert cheap joke)

 I was pleasantly surprised by the Broadway show I saw last night at the Helen Hayes theater, Xanadu. Wispy, brilliantly campy and a far superior version of the movie. I couldn’t stop grinning.

 Kelly Butler, (Clio/Kira) has comic timing as good as Hillary Clinton plays victim. Spot on and convincing. You could put her in the Broadway musical of Sophie’s Choice and she would make choosing her daughter to the gas chamber uplifting and hilarious. Just brilliant and deservedly should be called the Princess of Hollywood East.

 On to the male side, Cheyenne Jackson (Sonny) has the leading man shtick down. The Mitt Romney of the stage. Strong, capable, hilarious and the talent to become the number one man on Broadway. I have to confess it was honestly difficult to concentrate on his performance when he is so striking. I think once in awhile it’s ok to admire the beauty of both performer’s and not feel shallow. Conservatives have feelings too.

 Only if Mr. Jackson would turn Republican he would make a fantastic civil union partner. I would even to go as far to humor a date to see what all the fuss is about having sex with a Liberal instead of reading about it in Vanity Fair.

 Memo to the Tony committee: Nominate.

I attended a birthday party this past week for a dear friend just turning 21 or so he says. He’s of Latin decent so there’s no telling what his actual age is or if he’s legally viable here. I backtrack, he’s Colombia not Mexican.

Here I am in this group of homosexual Sex in the City clones. Sexy, tall, trendy, handsome… sexy, tall…. Conversation brewed about South Beach, age, body hair, whom slept with whom and through the insipid, B. Hussein Obama’s name was mentioned. They “must” vote for the charismatic patron of Trinity Church destined for change. Many still wonder in the “community” why stereotypes exist. This is why.

“I’m voting for McCain,” I retort quietly but curt. Turning, with a dismissive nod they ignored me with their continuation of praise. Loudly, with each hiss of Liberal angst and lascivious gestures.

Change. Fresh. Michele resembles a tranny. Nice teeth. Probably a big dick.  I couldn’t pick up full sentences. I was in a stupor of Liberal gayness. For once, The Man Coulter wasn’t up to snuff to defend his stance on this “pleasant” birthday eve.

You can’t fight a Liberal. They will eventually eat themselves. Why waste the energy? Look at the hatchet job that the Daily Kos, Huffington Post and Moveon.org did on Hillary Clinton once a bastion to the far left. I can equate all this to the AIDS virus eating away at the gays. Eventually, you turn on one another and destroy each other but I must plead before that happens…  

I want one gay Republican to go on a date with. At least one that resembled the group I socialized with. Why do the Liberals get all the dumb hot ones?

Former Vice President nominee Geraldine Ferraro made a point blank statement that seems to be causing ire among Barack Hussein Obama’s campaign. She basically said that if anyone comments on Mr. Obama they are labeled racist. Mentioning that if Mr. Obama was a “white” man he wouldn’t necessarily be in the position he was in now. Backing up her statement, she said that she wouldn’t have been the nominee in 1984 if she were a man. That’s the gist of the argument that went back and forth for about for three days. Not a lot of tact but definitely not racist. If you took time and looked into Ms. Ferraro’s record you would see that for 35 years she worked on behalf of civil and human rights.

Back to the untouchable black guy Mr. Obama. He immediately put out a statement chastising the Clinton campaign for these remarks asking her to denounce Ms. Ferraro, which Clinton did promptly, but there’s one thing that’s hilarious… Pastor Jeremiah Wright.

Mr. Obama’s preacher for over 20 years. He married, baptized, counseled and even inspired Mr. Obama’s book, “The Audacity of Hope.” I included a video sermon of Rev. Jeremiah Wright at the bottom of the article to show the very un-American, racist, backwards logic of Mr. Obama’s inspiration. 

It’s shame we can’t criticize his experience, his connections or even policy without being called a racist or bigot but then again maybe Mr. Obama isn’t black enough to be our president? Is that racist enough?

Taking a slight digression, I decided to comment on  the politics of loyalty. It’s a shame that “most” people, mid you there are a few that buck this trend, but the majority of people no longer live by their word. That’s why the fascination with the mob and other crime syndicates has a glamorous appeal. At least they knew what and who are in their alliances and if you happen to deceive them they would have you erased.  Simple and straightforward. It’s a dirty shame that principal can’t exist in everyday life.  I’m not sure why the Christian and Atheist communities don’t take their word more seriously. In the Bible it states, “Thou shall not bear false witness against thy neighbor…” If all these so-called Bible thumpers follow their own rule of law we wouldn’t be in this mess. Yet, this applies to the atheists as well. Must be nice to believe in nothing but yourself. A bit narcissistic but for God’s sake believe in your own word if that’s all you have.

 Barack Hussein Obama doesn’t live by his mantra, “politics of hope,” by constantly turning on the negatives to Senator Clinton. Wives/Husbands lie about relationships when you see the divorce rate at an all time high. (Insert Gov. Spitzer and prostitution ring joke here.) In the job market employees lie to their boss to get off of work or to advance themselves at someone else’s expense. Sexual escapades, “Oh you’re the best…” The list can go on and on.

 As Tony Montana would say, “All I have in this world is my word and my balls and I don’t break them for no one!” That’s what I live by.

Just a couple of days ago Barrack Hussein Obama criticized Senator Clinton for using the tactics of fear in her new ad. But in reality he is playing that hand.  In this age, political correctness is frightening. You can’t question judgment, policy, history or even character without being called racist, gender bias or ageist. 

John McCain’s top campaign advisor, Mark McKinnin said he would resign if Mr. McCain attacked him in anyway. What? Barrack Hussein Obama is running for the most important job in the world I think he should be able to take the licks but as most citizens with a fifth grade education will understand is that the media is in the tank for Mr. Obama. Mr. Obama has the left wing media doing the dirty work for him. I guess I would as well if I had the head cheerleader, The New York Times in my jock. Anyone who criticizes him is labeled racist. Hogwash. I actually feel for the GOP because they don’t have the stomach or fair chance to question his ineptitude fearing they would be labeled that “term.” God forbid anybody speak up.

An interesting point is that with the Kenyan photo (supposedly from the Clinton camp), not black enough (L.A. Times Columnist), the use of his middle name and the drug hoopla that plagued Obama (Senator Bob Kerry of Nebraska) were all leaked by the Democratic party. Hmm? I see a little party bias going on here.  Of course you’re allowed to be attacked by your own. Homo’s can use fag, African American’s can use nigger, Whites can use cracker and the list can go on forever. Why? Until we bury these words, as Jesse Jackson tried to do, from the public’s lexicon they will still be used as hateful speech and means to stir up controversy.  “Politics of change,” I think Senator Obama needs to think of a new slogan. 

I came across a family not too long ago who adamantly chastised me for not jumping on the electric car phenomenon. Mind you, I live in the Brooklyn and trying to find a outlet station in the middle of Puerto Rico Ville might be a bit difficult. Can you imagine using an extension cord up 6 flights of a tenement building to plug it in? The “locals” already untrusting to the gentrification movement would even have more ammunition that the “crackers” are destroying their neighborhood. I must agree.

That leads into this whole electric green car nonsense. I do like the proposal of cleaning up emissions but if government begins to get involved and mandates these changeovers we’re in big trouble as a whole. Now that The New York Times, San Francisco Chronicle, The Los Angeles Times, to name a few, are in the tank for the so called secular progressive movement to liberalize the country the majority of blue collar Americas will be left out. Once these laws are enacted next comes wind power, nuclear energy, ethanol renewable energies which leads into vegan-ism, dreadlocks and making the country scent patchouli.

If we don’t elect a moderate into office we run the risk of turning this country into this “couple” I came across. The father left his first wife for his son’s third grade teacher and the beatnik decided it would be beneficial to have 2 mommies and moved his ex wife in as well.  I’m sure I don’t have to remind you that this “progressive couple” are happy residents of San Francisco. 

Talk about fear mongering but think that if B. Hussein

 Obama happens to win the nomination and take the presidency, he will encounter difficult realities with little or no preparation. There’s no turning back and many Democrats and a few Republicans may find themselves recalling Hillary Clinton’s prophetic warnings that there is all the difference in the world between making speeches and running an effective government.

Here are a few bullet points on the issues affecting us:

Hillary’s economic blueprint to restore the American middle class includes:

•       Lowering taxes for middle class families.

•       Providing quality, affordable health care to every American.

•       Making college accessible and affordable.

•       Confronting the growing problems in the housing market.

•       Bolstering retirement security by promoting savings and investment.

•       Returning to fiscal responsibility and moving towards balanced budgets.

•       Harnessing innovation to create the high-wage jobs of the 21st century.

•       Creating a $50 billion Strategic Energy Fund to jumpstart research and development of alternative energies.

Gays… Next time your pull the lever make sure it’s to the right…

I’m making a semi-sweet yet blunt assessment on whom you should considering voting for in the next election the Gray Lady’s status quo vs rest of America’s 5th grade understanding. I’m not sure where or when it was imposed on us that we (Gays) MUST follow the Democratic lead and follow this liberal agenda supposedly helping us. Are we that desperate to join a club that would have anyone like us as a member? Even Woody new that as a mistake. I know there are level headed fags out there and if they just slowed their alkyl nitrites down a minute instead of worrying about such as gay topics as abortion, war, and why KY is trying to become the new Eros and think about their needs a slight change may occur. Again, using that dated word “change.” If gays say their so far ahead in the trend arena they should see this verb as nothing more than malarkey.

The basic is taxes. Many studies have been done that conclude that in the Lesbian and Gay communities the average median income is higher than the majority of Americans. Which, in most cases is a “good thing” as our friend Martha would say. Yet, it’s not because as history tell us Democrats raise the hell out of our taxes and in doing so seems to leave us out after we FEEL the need to vote for them. God knows the gays needs Family and Medical Leave Act, Child Care Credit, Improve child-care and fully fund Head Start, universal health care that won’t work and some always seems to forget our needs to interfere with women’s right to choose or sucking the baby out by using solution and a skull crusher.  It’s insanity. I’m sure with all these gay lobbyist running around courting for civil rights and hate crimes should ponder that the same people we are courting to are the ones who are terrorists sympathizers. Kill us or kill them? Hmm?

Are we “special interest?” And do we actually care about getting married? I know we want the same rights blah blah blah. Just gives me a hard on thinking about those pre-nups, palimony payments, living in zoned “families only communities,” inability to remarry if one can’t legally end a prior relationship and eventually the sex. I rather stay single and not have sex so I can at least keep my small income and spend it on my cats, DVD’s and prescription to Xanax.