Gay left-wing immigrant praised by Mail readers
Stop rubbing your eyes. Stop it! It's actually true. This is the story:
and the comments haven't been overwhelmingly negative. Is it the Christmas spirit infecting the Mail commenters? I don't know, but look:
I know. Isn't it? Disappointing about the 'Londonistan' under Gary's comment, but I suppose you can't have everything. Oh, and before you get all misty-eyed at this display of warmth and affection for Tatchell, I have to tell you that these weren't the only comments under the story. Some happily advocate smashing people over the head if they don't agree with you:
OK Roger, well it appears you're 'sticking your neck out' with that comment, so I'm perfectly within my rights to come around your house and bash your brains in with a rusty spade. Is that all right with you? Or is it only other people that those rules apply to?
Also:
Ah well. You knew it couldn't last, didn't you?
Thanks to Alex for the tipoff!
Why there is nothing ‘natural’ about the life of Jan Moir
I was quite surprised this week. Ordinarily, when someone famous dies, it only takes about five minutes for the tabloid attack squad to move in, decide it was their fault and rip apart their life for no reason whatsoever. But Stephen Gately's death seemed to catch the hatemongers on the hop.
Until today. Here's Jan Moir:
Why there was nothing 'natural' about Stephen Gately's death
...except that he died of natural causes, you mean? Jan, though, has recognised her tardiness in sticking the boot into the fresh corpse of Gateley; she's now doing it in advance to other celebrities who might die soon:
Robbie, Amy, Kate, Whitney, Britney; we all know who they are. And we are not being ghoulish to anticipate, or to be mentally braced for, their bad end: a long night, a mysterious stranger, an odd set of circumstances that herald a sudden death.
No, it's not ghoulish at all to expect someone else's death, Jan. You tell yourself that. You cackling witch.
A founder member of Ireland's first boy band, he was the group's co-lead singer, even though he could barely carry a tune in a Louis Vuitton trunk.
He was the Posh Spice of Boyzone, a popular but largely decorous addition.
Keep going, Jan, I don't think you've been unpleasant enough yet. How about turning into Quincy and deciding you know better than the coroner?
Even before the post-mortem and toxicology reports were released by the Spanish authorities, the Gatelys' lawyer reiterated that they believed his sudden death was due to natural causes.
But, hang on a minute. Something is terribly wrong with the way this incident has been shaped and spun into nothing more than an unfortunate mishap on a holiday weekend, like a broken teacup in the rented cottage.
What killed him then, Jan? Being gay?
Whatever the cause of death is, it is not, by any yardstick, a natural one. Let us be absolutely clear about this. All that has been established so far is that Stephen Gately was not murdered.
Er, no, dying from fluid on the lungs is natural and unfortunately does happen to people with congenital heart conditions. It's rare, but it does happen all the time - just not to celebrities. That's probably why Moir doesn't know.
After a night of clubbing, Cowles and Gately took a young Bulgarian man back to their apartment. It is not disrespectful to assume that a game of canasta with 25-year-old Georgi Dochev was not what was on the cards.
Ah, I see. Yes, they were gay, therefore they obviously had sex with him. If that's what you think, Jan, don't be shy. If all gay people are by their very nature promiscuous then just pop up and say it, Jan. No-one will think the less of you. Because no-one could think any less of you.
Gately's family have always maintained that drugs were not involved in the singer's death, but it has just been revealed that he at least smoked cannabis on the night he died.
Nevertheless, his mother is still insisting that her son died from a previously undetected heart condition that has plagued the family.
BECAUSE HE DID, YOU FLAMING FUCKWIT. Tell you what, you do a few years of medical training, order a second postmortem, you carve up the corpse, then you come out with your half-baked "one spliff killed him" bullshit. Otherwise, maybe the people who do it for a living know that they might be talking about...?
For Jan, though, it's not about the one spliff which killed Gately. It's the fact he was gay.
Gay activists are always calling for tolerance and understanding about same-sex relationships, arguing that they are just the same as heterosexual marriages. Not everyone, they say, is like George Michael.
Of course, in many cases this may be true. Yet the recent death of Kevin McGee, the former husband of Little Britain star Matt Lucas, and now the dubious events of Gately's last night raise troubling questions about what happened.
What the fuck do you mean by that? Kevin McGee killed himself after battling with drug addiction - it wasn't anything to do with his civil partnership as that had long since broken up. Is Jan Moir really trying to link drug use with being gay? Or saying that civil partnerships will lead to death? Or what is she trying to do?
Whatever it is, it's more seedy and disgusting than what she claims is to blame for Stephen Gately's death. Someone as decent and ordinary as Gately dies, yet Jan Moir lives. It's just not fair.
Do you really want to hurt me?
or, Are gay people the new asylum seekers?
You know how the school bully always used to pick on the easy targets - the fat kid, the ginger kid, the kid with coke-bottle glasses, the gay kid. I think the screamsheets have the same kind of attitude: weed out the easy targets and hit them hard. Bullies have a sixth sense to detect the people they go for. In the case of our beloved daily papers, it's minorities - asylum seekers, Muslims, that kind of easily pigeonholeable foreign type who can be simply dismissed as spongeing shirkers or murderous savages. But what I've noticed recently is a bit more of the old-fashioned homophobia and hatred of gay people, not just from the usual tiresome suspects like Littlebrain but also a lot more in the mainstream.
In the comments to my article the other day about Ally Ross's shamefully pisspoor attack on John Barrowman you'll see the point made that homophobia seems if anything to be becoming more acceptable nowadays. Little Britain, at least, had the defence of having one openly gay man as the key talent. But Horne and Corden? Al Murray's pink-clad gay Nazi (with which, unfunnily enough, John Barrowman appeared in one episode, camping it up to 11)? Is it all good clean fun that shows we can laugh about gayness in a non-threatening way but without having to handle the subject with PC kid gloves? Or is it just a load of cheap playground shit that even Dick Emery would balk at? Is it post-ironic post-PC self-referential intellectualism? Or is it a load of tedious unfunny wank? (On a similar theme, but with regards to race and not sexuality, have a look at Omid Djalili's show on Monday, which is still available on the iPlayer. Shit. Utter shit. "You can't call me racist because I'm saying it about white people" - and I can't call you funny either, you useless fuck.)
I say all this as an introduction to this shameful shower of shit in today's Sun, which makes it clear that if you see a gay man RUN AWAY BECAUSE HE MIGHT RAPE YOU!
JAILED Jack Tweed turned tail and ran from the showers in prison — after THREE encounters with naked gay star Boy George.
He turned his 'tail' - do you see?! Because 'naked gay star' Boy George might have bummed him, mightn't he? Eh? Eh?
A pal said: “Jack isn’t exactly the most comfortable person when it comes to getting attention from other men. As soon as he saw Boy George was standing there naked having a wash he was gobsmacked.
Do you mind if I fix that for you?
I made up: “Jack isn’t exactly the most comfortable person when it comes to getting attention from other men. As soon as he saw Boy George was standing there naked having a wash he was gobsmacked.
There, that's a bit better, isn't it. The Sun, given its fondness for 'lags' (but not paedos!) and presence of 'lovelies' on page 3 is, I'd imagine, the paper of choice for those who've been banged up for whatever reason. Now, thankfully I don't know what prison showers are like but I'm guessing they're not entirely pleasant, whether minor celebrities are in them or not - but I do reckon it's a pretty fair bet to say that Jack Tweed running away from a naked Boy George is a load of cock-and-balls. Yet it gets printed, because it's the same old comical stereotype, the same old rubbish, the same old easy targets.
It's not just the Super Soaraway, either. Angry Mob today looks at how the Daily Mail has been ramping up the gay agenda:
It is an idea fomented by - amongst others - Richard Littlejohn; who sees teaching diversity in schools as a mission to 'peddle' or 'force-feed' 'gay propaganda' to children. So, in the world of the Daily Mail the very act of reaching for equality is seen as an act of aggression - in simple terms the gay agenda is not seeking equality but is actually intent on banishing heterosexuality and converting us all to homosexuality.
This article, like many others, pitches a god-fearing Christian teacher against an evil homosexual preaching 'diversity' and 'tolerance'. The headline, naturally, is designed to raise the blood pressure of any Daily Mail reader: 'What makes you think it's natural to be heterosexual?': Christian teacher suspended over gay rights promotion row.
As Johann Hari pointed out a while ago, there is some evidence that those who are the most homophobic are more likely to be suppressing their own gay feelings. There may well be some truth in that, but I still think the overriding factor is the mentality of the school bully. Our tabloids like to pick out the easy targets, the unorthodox, the slightly different, the 'not like us' and think their readers will cheer them to the rafters if they attack them. And many will. But what perhaps they forget is that they are alienating thousands of potential readers by attacking people because of their race, belief or sexuality. That's partly why people aren't buying newspapers any more - they have a choice of news that doesn't have to come attached to hatred, and they're grabbing it with both hands. And if those papers do die out because of their agendas, then all I can say is good riddance.
Eek! Gay people! Ooh!
For those of you in a comfortable metropolitan cosmopolitan metrosexual tolerant nice kind of place in the fluffy clouds where people are nice to other people and being gay isn't seen as being the mark of Satan himself, can I just remind you of the British press.
I mean, you may well live in the kind of urban or suburban community where gay people, far from being reviled and driven into shameful obscurity, are quite openly accepted as being equal human beings, despite not being in the majority. Who knows. Where you live may even be creeping into the latter part of the 20th century, where homosexuality is legal, gayness is understood as being something quite normal and people are allowed to be open about their proclivities. But one thing's for sure: the British press don't live there.
They live in a world that is forever the 1950s, where it's always winter and people are always happy, despite their families having been wiped out in the war, despite their houses having been turned into rubble, despite rationing and being half-starving, because there aren't any black or Asian people around, men are allowed to beat and rape their wives and, for one thing, gay people certainly aren't allowed to be open about it, for fear of having the shit beaten out of them.
Ally Ross of the Sun has the ability to be funny and clever. He is neither in this piece of sub-Garry-Bushell shit where he slags off John Barrowman - not for being shit, but for being gay:
There are side-splitters from the moment Barrowman — “The man who can do everything”, except impersonate a heterosexual — opens the show singing I’m So Excited by The Pointer Sisters.
Hoho, Ally. Top skills there, pal. Keep going though. Let's see if we can really find something funny in there:
Pelvis thrusting, capped teeth a-rattling, he rocks it like Val Doonican, in an iron lung, and I’d urge anyone who missed it to watch the routine on The BBC’s iPlayer. You’ll witness something “special”.
Do you mean 'special needs'? Bonus points for a disability jibe on top of a gay sneer, though, if you do. I mean, that's really quite excellently done. And so hilariously great, as well.
The [show] they eventually settled for was a camp twist on Jimmy Savile’s old format. It’s Hom’ll Fix It. “The show that makes your performance dreams come true.” Except they’re not your dreams and they don’t come true.
Oh Ally! Stop! That's far too clever for me! Instead of Jim'll Fix It, it's, heh, and this is great, Hom'll Fix It. Haha! Do you see? Do you see? Isn't it funny though? Isn't it? Eh? Isn't it? See, it's funny because he's gay and so therefore he's a Homo! Hoho! Eh! Eh!
The cause, however, was definitely John Barrowman. A man who, for box-ticking reasons, I assume, is allowed to run amok at the Barrowman Broadcasting Corporation.
And there's the nastiness behind the smile on Ally Ross's pigshit-ugly photo byline. Barrowman must have got his job, not because people like him but simply because he's gay. Because this is the BBC and that's what they do - they ignore their entire viewership to give a job to someone who's not good enough but who is gay. According to Ross. Mind you I wonder if the same box-ticking is at work at the Sun? Maybe Ross ticks the one marked 'unfunny cunt'...? Who knows.
This is the same Sun, of course, who unhilariously called Derren Brown a 'mind bender' and couldn't help chuckling away with sub-playground insults. It's as if they haven't even grown up and can't be bothered to. Which I suppose is fine unless you're a national newspaper. Which they kind of are.
Not that it's just the Sun, though. The Mail is even more vitriolic in is hatred of otherness, especially gayness, and roars against the very idea that children might be told that it exists - for fear that they might experiment and become teh evil gayz themselves.
What the Mail would like, I think, is a return to the cosy world of Section 28, where teachers were banned from 'normalising' gayness. Not that it killed off homosexuality, mind, which somehow still managed to exist despite children not having been told about it - why, it's almost as if people might be naturally gay and not conditioned into being so by evil sex education... but no, surely not - but that establishes the good/bad dynamic to make sure the 'normal' people are straight and the 'abnormal' people are gay. They wheel in an idiot, who says:
Simon Calvert, of the Christian Institute, said that 'pressing the virtues of homosexuality' could lead to more experimentation, which could be 'harmful' to children.
He said: 'What we don't want to see is vulnerable young people being exploited by outside groups which want to normalise homosexuality.
It's a classic example where a quote has been found to say a certain thing. Of all the people they could have quoted - all the Christians they could have quoted, for that matter - they find someone who's dead-set against 11-year-olds being told something that in all probability they're pretty much aware of already: gayness happens.
Is it really something to be afraid of? Are our newspapers forever doomed to be stuck in that "see no evil" void of consciousness? Must we forever pretend these things don't happen, or sneer at people who are openly gay and claim that the only reason they got their jobs was for 'box-ticking' reasons? Well, if we're in the press we must. But the rest of the world is thankfully a little different. This isn't the village, and there isn't only the one gay in it. It's about time newspapers fucking well grew up and accepted it.
You brainless utter twat
There is a school of thought that says that you should ignore the stupid. I can understand that. Why even give them the oxygen of publicity when you're criticising them - why not just not mention them at all? It's a fair idea, but unfortunately when people make public proclamations of stupidity, wilful ignorance and downright brainlessness, and when these people, far from being the man on the Clapham Omnibus are senior figures, they deserve both barrels.
Say hello to John Devine, Bishop of Motherwell. Not some vicar of a tiny parish, but a bishop. Remember that when you hear him say
"The homosexual lobby has been extremely effective in aligning itself with minority groups.
"It is ever present at the service each year for the Holocaust memorial - as if to create for themselves the image of a group of people under persecution."
And what were the pink triangles on the concentration camp uniforms for then, John? Any ideas? No? No, you wouldn't know, would you. You ignorant twit. Maybe the reason they're there at the Holocaust Memorial is that gay people, like Jews, were targeted by the Nazis. But no, it's all some big conspiracy isn't it, the big bad gay lobby trying to infect our children.
"I want to ask you if you are able to see the giant conspiracy that's taking place before our eyes, even if we didn't see it at the time.
No, there isn't a conspiracy at all. Just freedom of thought and expression. Do you have a problem with that?
"In this New Year's Honours List, I saw actor Ian McKellen being honoured for his work on behalf of homosexuals.
"A century ago, Oscar Wilde was locked up and put in jail."
For 'homosexual acts not amounting to buggery'. Is the bish really saying a return to those times is a good idea? Is he really advocating prison for gayness, not even for - gasp - gay sex? And besides, McKellen was knighted for services to theatrical arts as well as campaigning for equality - not 'working on behalf of homosexuals'.
He said: "Like Mel Gibson, who said, 'I'm going to pick a fight', so am I."
Mel Gibson said that? Don't you mean William Wallace, played by Mel Gibson in the film Braveheart? And what kind of role model for good religious folk is Gibson, who drunkenly insulted Jews when he was arrested? He too claimed there was a conspiracy, but at least he had the excuse of being as pissed as a fart at the time. Devine doesn't have that to explain away his disgraceful comments.
It's tough on Christians, and Catholics in particular I should hope, that berks like Devine should claim to speak for them. Surely there is more to the Christian faith than attacking minorities and claiming some sort of gay mafia is trying to pervert the world. Surely we've come further than that? Surely to be a bishop you have to actually have some brains? Don't you?
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