Keep It to Yourself

A week doesn't go by that I don't have to put up with someone flaunting their GAEITY.
Why do I have to know if someone is gay? And when I find out, as if I hadn't known, what am I supposed to do? Oh, congratulations on being gay, I'm so glad for you.

I noticed that some of my neighbors, go the additional mile to broadcast that they're gay by hanging a gay pride flag over their front door. What's with all this insecurity? There's no need for that, you live in the "Gay" State. Last week in the Herald I noticed a story about how the State Tourism Board was spending $100,000 in ads to lure gay tourists to our wonderful gay state. Now today I read a story of a woman in Utah who was given the ok to have GAYSROK on her license plate. Boy, was I glad to hear about that. Who cares? Why are we spending all this time and money on such foolishness?

Our country is slowly being torn apart by distractions. It reminds me of the story of when Rome was burning and the emperor Nero played his fiddle. I think someone has put something in the drinking water. I look next door and I think I have the Village People living there. The South End is infested and it has spread to Jamaica Plain and now it's making it's way to Roslindale.

Where is Dapper O'Neil when you need him?