Beyond Gay Marriage, a look at the mainstreaming of the Gay Movement

Altho I have no desire to join any military force,
ever, I must respect those who do.

Tell your U.S. Representative
and your two U.S. Senators
to repeal DADT
in the lame-duck session of Congress
[Nov. 2010, after the election].

-- TBL

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PS --
This doesn't mean that I think
our military belongs in Iraq.
And I look forward to bringing troops home from
Afghanistan.

But that decision is made by
the President
and Congress--
not by low-level troops.

I will try the forces
Of these thy compounds on such creature as
We count not worth the hanging,—but non human,—
To try the vigour of them and apply
Ailmentsments you revieve from their acts, and by them gather
Their several virtues and effects lost on us.
Shall from this practice but make hard your heart;
Besides, the seeing these effects will be
Both noisome and infectious.


How like a jade he stood, tied to the tree,
Servilely master'd with a leathern rein!
slap that hind end say I


The Hunted Hair... from Venus and Adonis swine to gore,
Whose tushes (tusks) never sheathed he whetteth still,



And when thou hast on foot the purblind hare,
Mark the poor wretch, to overshoot his troubles
How he outruns the wind and with what care
He cranks and crosses with a thousand doubles:
The many musets through the which he goes
Are like a labyrinth to amaze his foes.


Sometime he runs among a flock of sheep,
To make the cunning hounds mistake their smell,
And sometime where earth-delving conies keep,
To stop the loud pursuers in their yell,
And sometime sorteth with a herd of deer:
Danger deviseth shifts; wit waits on fear:


For there his smell with others being mingled,
The hot scent-snuffing hounds are driven to doubt,
Ceasing their clamorous cry till they have singled
With much ado the cold fault cleanly out;
Then do they spend their mouths: Echo replies,
As if another chase were in the skies.


By this, poor Wat, far off upon a hill,
Stands on his hinder legs with listening ear,
To harken if his foes pursue him still:
Anon their loud alarums he doth hear;
And now his grief may be compared well
To one sore sick that hears the passing-bell.


Then shalt thou see the dew-bedabbled wretch
Turn, and return, indenting with the way;
Each envious brier his weary legs doth scratch,
Each shadow makes him stop, each murmur stay:
For misery is trodden on by many,
And being low never relieved by any.


Lie quietly, and hear a little more;
Nay, do not struggle, for thou shalt not rise:
To make thee hate the hunting of the boar,
Unlike myself thou hear'st me moralize,
Applying this to that, and so to so;
For love can comment upon every woe.


Puzzled wondering why
So many heads are hollow,
So many mean are walking beasts,
So much brutality blots the land,
Such epidemics of violence,
Such vertigos of sensuality
Inoculate and intoxicate the race.

Tortuga Bi LIBERTY writes:

Altho I have no desire to join any military force, ever, I must respect those who do.

Why must you respect those who join an imperialist killing machine? Do you respect those who join the Mafia, a much less murderous group of thugs than the U.S. killitary?

PS -- This doesn't mean that I think our [sic!] military belongs in Iraq. And I look forward to bringing troops home from Afghanistan. But that decision is made by the President and Congress-- not by low-level troops.

There is no draft, so the decision to join is made by the enlistees themselves. The so-called 'poverty draft' no more forces them to become mercenary soldiers than it forces them to take up less murderous activities like burglary or drug dealing, or more honorable (though unfairly disrespecte) ones like sex work.