I'm so happy to have got yesterday's post written, now I can be the rest of myself again. I am steamed about the Larry Craig thing. I'm not that bothered by the man's anti gay positions as a politician - I mean, he's an Idaho Senator, and he's hardly alone in taking a stand against gay marriage Why would we be shocked?
I'm bothered by the audio tape of his questioning by a Minneapolis cop who clearly enjoys being involved in sex sting ops in the airport toilets and takes a supercilious moral tone with Craig because old Lar is an elected official. Hello??? And what is the Minneapolis PD doing this for anyway? Does it make good TV, like the prostitution stings on COPS, where low income women are busted by cops in trashy pick up trucks, after the officers, usually dressed like construction workers, have solicited them for sex. It certainly makes for good Internet fun, to listen to Craig, an upstanding gun wielding family man from potato state, have to defend himself against a claim that he bumped another man's foot in a toilet stall. Plus of course there's the anonymous tipster who says he had sex with Craig in a different airport.
Why can't we be more like Holland? We should set up 'Red Light Lounges' everywhere men like to congregate - the White House, Congress, Police Departments, Sports Stadiums, law firms and corporate offices, construction sites, auto parts stores, surf shops and all the other frat houses and charge them for something they assume all too readily should be available for free. They take a sheet of paper on the way in, like you get at those sandwich shops where you put in what kind of bread and all the extras you want, hand it to the cashier with their Ben Franklin, choose the condom style of their choice, grab a pack of lube, and hand sanitizer for after and bob's your uncle. Taxes from the transactions go towards sex ed in schools. Yay!
No more Lewinsky, intern scandals, congressional page upsets, secretaries blowing Newt in the parking lot, feet transgressing under the dividers in a men's toilet stall, transvestite whores in cars with British filmstars. No more men in check shirts making tearful statements to ravenous news crews, with their wives standing loyally next to them - women who, after all, have invested a whole bunch of time, effort, child rearing and probably money in their loser husbands.
So, you see, I am in a much better mood today. Less trainwreck and more avenging angel! The sun is still shining here in the state of grace known as California, the dogs are waking and looking forward to the landfill, I got diagnosed with shingles yesterday. I don't believe the doc honestly, I think it's just an insect bite, my leg got smashed by a closing car door and now I'm bruised, and I'm looking forward to a 20 hour plane trip to Australia on Monday. I am not expecting anyone to bump my foot in the women's toilet stall. Jeez, life is great, innit?
So much to say here. I am angry that we have to watch yet another person fall from grace with homosexuality being the crux. Sorry about the Shingles...its a nasty thing to deal with and I will hope you are right about it being something else. Good luck on your plane ride. I too am traveling next week. But I am stopping short of the ocean in Portland Maine. And just for kicks we here in Idaho are more than just about potatoes. We clone donkeys too.
cheers
Posted by: nina | August 31, 2007 at 10:46 AM
Nina! I'm sorry about the spud thing!!! I'm disappointed in myself that I used such an obvious reference!
Agree with you totally about the fall from grace by means of homosexual taint. And I'm going to look up donkey cloning right away.
Posted by: Jill | August 31, 2007 at 12:16 PM
The Minneapolis airport is my airport. Sigh. I'll be going back through there again tomorrow morning on my way back from Chicago. Dunno if I'll pass by that now notorious restroom.
Hope you don't have shingles. My Dad was diagnosed with shingles a couple of years ago. Kinda painful.
Have a great trip to Australia!
Posted by: Deb in Minnesota | September 01, 2007 at 04:46 AM