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Just a bit of fun.

So that's what Al's brain matter looks like? Maybe you're not doing it right. Rubbing my tube definitely brings about noticeable changes.

If that sounded like a criticism of your post, it absolutely is not. You are a very enlightened and decent human being! It was meant as a general description of what I believe gay pride means.

For the most part I agree Antonio. But I think most people have a misunderstanding of the the term gay pride. It's not about being proud to have sexual relations with the same sex. It's not about being proud to have romantic relations with the same sex. It's about being proud of how far we've come in society. It wasn't but a handful of years ago that we could be imprisoned for being homosexual. It's only been a few decades ago that we were dragged out of bars and beaten by police for dancing with each other. It's been even less time since Ronald Reagan refused to take any action whatsoever about AIDS, and was happy to watch large populations of gay people die. And now when we've just begun to make some headway, the Republican party wants to pull the rights we've earned away again. Good luck putting the genie back in the bottle.

Honestly, if I know their name I just use that to simplify. Using a plural pronoun in place of a singular pronoun is still difficult for me. I hope it's obvious that I have no gender bias, it's just overcoming years of schooling. Although 'shim' would also be difficult for me, because that's what I use to install windows and doors.

The older I get, the more I refuse to support anyone pushing a message that threatens my way of life. I will no longer watch Wheel of Fortune because of Pat Sajak's MAGA leanings. Though it seems tonight is his last show at any rate. Does my one man boycott make a difference? Maybe, maybe not, but I sleep better.

An absolute must see!

The clues were subtle, but there were many of them. I pride myself on discovering a movies plot twists early on. In 'The Usual Suspects', I leaned over and told my buddy "he's Keyser Soze" early on in Kevin Spacy's interrogation. I figured out that Bruce Willis was dead in 'The Sixth Sense'. But I was completely blind sided here. I wonder if there will be a season two? They did leave room for the story to continue.

It's funny how we're all so afraid of the word prejudice. It's taken on such a negative connotation, and rightly so, due to the way we've treated those different from ourselves. I've heard many times a Black person say that they can't be racist, like it's an impossibility. It's generally thrown on the shoulders of White people. I get the basic idea, but it's incorrect. Every human on this earth is susceptible to racism. Each and every one of us has the capacity to hate someone different than ourselves. If you break the word prejudice down, it literally means to pre-judge. Most Black people do that every time they're pulled over by a White cop. That's in no way to imply that they don't have damn good reason to do so, it's just describing what past experiences cause them to do. We all do it. Some out of a healthy sense of fear. Some out of an ignorant sense of hate. But it's still pre-judging. The way through that for me was to immerse myself in someone else's world. I've told this story here before, but in the mid 80's I moved into a new group of condos near a lake in Anchorage. It was a very nice part of town. It's was during a recession in the country, and these brand new condos weren't selling. They ended up renting them, and still had to entice people with lots of extras. I had free utilities, a washer and dryer installed in the unit, two underground parking spaces etc... I asked a Black friend to move in with me, since it was a two bedroom. Shortly after moving in, he went to walk his dog by the lake around 6:00 at night. Being winter, it was dark. He was gone for over an hour for what was normally a 10 minute walk on a very cold night. Finally there was a knock on the door. I opened it to see two cops holding him. They didn't asked me if he lived there, but instead stated "This man claims to live here". I immediately got cocky (because I'm White, and didn't have a fear of cops) and spat out "because he fucking does". The more worked up I got, the more that my Black roommate tried to calm me down, even though they were still holding both of his arms as though he was a criminal about to bolt at any second. It took a while to get them to let him go. I was fuming! "What's the sentence for walking a dog while Black"? I was really laying into them. Living with a Black person really opens your eyes to what they live with on a regular basis. The shit that should be so simple and benign can be dangerous if you are of another color other than White. I don't think you can truly experience that kind of overt racism from a distance. To follow up on that incident... My best friend at that time was named Zoya. Zoya's parents loved me, as I loved them. Zoya's father was a Lutienent at APD (Anchorage Police Department). I passed on the incident and badge numbers. They had met my roommate many times. I'm not sure if getting their asses chewed out caused them to slow down and think things through, but it sure made my roommate and myself feel better.

Well Grahame, I guess we were both wrong about that!

Holey shit! I could never have seen that coming! Starting episode 7 now. I hope it explains what ever the hell that was!

I'm not sure, but I'm absolutely certain that it's not contagious.

I completely understand. However, for myself I just can't listen to his music anymore. Whenever I do I just get mad at how big an asshole he is. The same goes for Van Morrison.

I am a professional. Don't try this at home.