Friday, February 13, 2004
old bully makes good.
i have reasons to hate san francisco. but, increasingly, also reasons to find delight in it.
if anyone ever told me i couldn't marry the person i wanted to--and, you know, it wasn't because the person was a child, or unable to make decisions, or a big plastic doll--i would want to knock his or her block off. and when an old man on the train began to preach last night about how women who kiss women are ruining the world, i wanted to knock his block off. we'd just seen a play about a compassionate, non-violent human rights leader, however, and so i didn't even swear at him.
and, actually, once i realized he was crazy, i didn't mind so much. after the female kissing riff, he started going off on how the government was persecuting michael jackson because they couldn't stand for a black man to have any money. if paranoid freaks who shout sermons on trains are the face of new conservatism, that face should have a really big clown nose on it.
if anyone ever told me i couldn't marry the person i wanted to--and, you know, it wasn't because the person was a child, or unable to make decisions, or a big plastic doll--i would want to knock his or her block off. and when an old man on the train began to preach last night about how women who kiss women are ruining the world, i wanted to knock his block off. we'd just seen a play about a compassionate, non-violent human rights leader, however, and so i didn't even swear at him.
and, actually, once i realized he was crazy, i didn't mind so much. after the female kissing riff, he started going off on how the government was persecuting michael jackson because they couldn't stand for a black man to have any money. if paranoid freaks who shout sermons on trains are the face of new conservatism, that face should have a really big clown nose on it.
