From: thaaang@cwis.unomaha.edu (John Dorrance)
Newsgroups: soc.motss
Subject: Re: WARNING: Stealth African Marauding soc.motss
Date: 14 Oct 92 02:48:22 GMT
Article-I.D.: cwis.thaaang.719030902
Organization: University of Nebraska at Omaha

This is really pissing me off. People keep telling Donald that he's
being hateful and that it's as bad as a white person being hateful
towards blacks. What about how we feel towards straights?

Speaking only for myself, I've found that I hate straight men more and
more as time goes on. Most straight men I know are stupid and boring
and treat the gals badly and like to fight, and I find that I'm much
happier just staying away from them. I don't have this problem with
women (or gay men, or even as much towards nonwhite straight men); I
guess because they aren't the Powered people, and therefore don't
swagger about, basing interaction with other men (including me, as
long as they don't know I'm queer) on the premise that us guys got the
world by the cunt and don't have to think about anyone else. That's
what people mean by 'male bonding'; two or more straight guys sending
out feelers to make sure everyone's operating on the same braindead
wavelength (Betcha didn't know this is where the term 'straight' comes
from). And I don't like people that see straight white maleness as
something to aspire to, something to hold up as ideal. Maybe it's
ghettoization, but I want people around me that don't continually
remind me that I'm not of the 'superior' class, or even that that
class exists.

What I'm saying is very prejudiced. So fucking what? It's not like
I can use my feelings to harm the straight white male supremacy.
Nothing I can do can change the bastardization of the world around
me into a giant gogopalace/tractorpull. I can only hope for revolution
(or complete economic breakdown; which will happen first? Both can be
benefitted from...).

But I doubt I could ever take a bat to a straight boy, though the
thought *does* strike me as worth looking into at times (did Donald
ever see himself going to that extreme?). Because I only have a few
options; I could hate until I explode at the stupidity around me and
go straighterradicating for a night or two, but if I were to do that
I'd end up in jail, unhappy and ineffective. I could give up all hope
and become straight as possible, giving up my queerness, forever
unhappy and ineffective. Or I can tell the whole world to fuck off
and be the Dizziest Queen in the Universe despite the wiser choices,
putting the fear of Joan into the hearts of straight men and coaxing
little homosexuals out of their closets with my siren song. That last
one sounds the funnest (and the least likely to cause me inner turmoil).

So fuck 'em all, loverDonald. Straightboyz (and whiteboyz) are much
more amusing when they're not concussed.  Be proud. Be savvy of their
fear and the stupidity of it all. Be yourself, be better than they are,
and write a bestseller about it when you're done. WOOORRRRRK, girl!

John, wondering if he should say something about a Gipper now

--
John Dorrance * Alleged Homosexual/Shameless Hussy * thaaang@cwis.unomaha.edu

			Dark. Handsome. 6 feet tall.
		  31 flavors? I believe he's got 'em all!