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Michael Sam With Dallas Cowboys; Perez Hilton Branded Sex Offender? Duck Dynasty on Gays Again; When James Franco Shaves His Ass

Michael Sam With Dallas Cowboys

Many were disappointed when Michael Sam wasn’t picked up by the St. Louis Rams, however, he’s now hoping to be picked up by the Dallas Cowboys and he’s thrilled about it. 

The Daily Mail reports that Sam flew in to Dallas yesterday and will take a physical for the Cowboys today. If he passes, a source indicates that he will most likely be signed to the team’s practice squad.

According to this article, some have said Sam’s being gay and homophobia in the NFL had a good deal to do with his not being picked for the Rams. Of course it’s speculation, but there was so much talk about Sam in the locker rooms alone they think this might have been a huge factor. I posted about that very thing here a few days ago.  And, how poorly the topic was treated.

Sam doesn’t seem to be interested in the negatives:

“None of that matters, I’m excited to be to be joining Dallas, I just want to play football, it’s great to be heading back to my home state. It’s been a roller coaster this past week but I’m happy where I’m at now. I’m just looking forward to being a Cowboy, my focus is on making the team.”

You can read more here.


Perez Hilton Branded Sex Offender

I’ve been reading a good deal about the images that were hacked from celebrity phones, and one of the celebrities targeted was Jennifer Lawrence. After the images of Lawrence surfaced, blogger Perez Hilton allegedly posted them on his web site and now he’s being called a sex offender, among other things that are harmful to gays. This, of course, comes from that brand of online fandom that takes on a life of its own sometimes…often synonymous with online bullying.

Numerous people on social media called him out for publishing the private images, with some calling him a ‘sex offender’, ‘a rapist’ and a ‘desperate faggot’ for his decision. None of these accusations are true.

Very few other news organizations have chosen to publish the leaked images of Lawrence and several other celebrities, which originated on 4chan.

Hilton then took the photos down and he claims it’s not because he was contacted by attorneys.

On Twitter he said: ‘No, I haven’t been forced to do so or been contacted by their reps, but I am removing those uncensored photos of JLaw and Victoria Justice.

‘I acted in haste just to get the post up and didn’t really think things through. I’m sorry.

‘At work we often have to make quick decisions. I made a really bad one today and then made it worse. I feel awful and am truly sorry.

‘Upon further reflection and just sitting with my actions, I don’t feel comfortable even keeping the censored photos up. I am removing them.’

I wouldn’t have posted nude photos of Jennifer Lawrence…or anyone else. I won’t post photos of anyone without written permission. But I don’t think anyone should be bullied by fandom and called a sex offender. That’s a highly charged reference. And it gets worse.

They also called Perez a ‘desperate faggot’

Of course I would imagine all those in the Lawrence band of fandom used fake identities, and many were sock puppet accounts. The fandom crowd works best that way. One more for the old wild west Internet, at its best.

You can read more here.

Frankly, I find it interesting that Jennifer Lawrence has dirty pictures of herself on her phone. You can search my phone and you won’t see on nude photos of me or anyone else. And it’s not because I’m a prude. I just know what I’m doing. If you don’t want nude photos of yourself floating around in a cloud have the good sense of a goose and don’t take them.

Update: I noticed this piece where Kathie Lee & Hoda talk about the photo hacking situation. I couldn’t agree with them more:

I just think when it comes to naked pictures, something’s going to leak out. I would never take a naked picture on a phone because you just assume somehow, some way, somebody is going to be able to see it other than you.

Duck Dynasty on Gays Again

That wing nut from Duck Dynasty, Phil Robertson, is at it again with the gay bashing and hate, and this time he’s comparing gays to some of the most negative aspects of sexuality known to man. And get this, he compares himself to Jesus. Why is he a wing nut?

‘I’m as much of a homophobie as Jesus was,’ he said. ‘People who are participating in homosexual behavior, they need to know that I love them.’

When Robertson revealed his homophobic views last year, the 68-year-old was briefly suspended from his reality TV show.

‘Everything is blurred on what’s right and what’s wrong in today’s modern world’, Robertson said. ‘Sin becomes fine’.

‘Start with homosexual behavior and just morph out from there. Bestiality, sleeping around with this woman and that woman and that woman and those men.

‘Don’t be deceived. Neither the adulterers, the idolaters, the male prostitutes, the homosexual offenders, the greedy, the drunkards, the slanderers, the swindlers—they won’t inherit the kingdom of God. Don’t deceive yourself. It’s not right.’ –

You can read more of this nonsense here.

When James Franco Shaves His Ass

In yet another move from the master of self-promotion, this time James Franco shaved his head and posted the images online.

I’ll wait until next time to link when he shaves his ass and posts that online. You know it’s coming soon.

 
 

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FREE Gay Excerpt Chase of a Holy Ghost

I’m posting another excerpt from my newest release, Chase of a Holy Ghost. It will be out this weekend…maybe today…and I’ll update with links as soon as I get them. It’s a 65,000 word full length novel and it’s part of the Chase series, with Jim and Len Mayfield. I’ve brought back some older minor characters, and I’ve given them more detailed descriptions than in previous books. I also introduced some new faces. It’s still a western romance set in Chatsworth, Ca. And the only small thing I did a little differently this time was I added a farcical suspense plot that is designed to be a little serious and a little ridiculous at the same time. The book is erotic romance and I wanted to keep things on the lighter side of escapism.

Excerpt Below.

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Amazon Link

Anderson Cooper Snark

This week I posted a few times about a local Texas TV personality, Amy Kushnir, and her rant about the Michael Sam kiss and how she stormed off the set during a panel discussion…while live on the air. She grabbed her purse, books, and pens and walked off. In Amy Kushnir’s quest to go down in history as the Anita Bryant of this century, she believes that kids shouldn’t be subjected to even the most innocent kiss of love and affection between two men.

Anderson Cooper made a few amusing comments:

“If you’re not in the Dallas area you are missing out on a spectacular morning show called The Broadcast,” Cooper said without a hint of sarcasm in his voice, “and an incredible moment last week when they veered away from springtime pizza recipes and how to slim down your fat pets, to weigh in on this: Michael Sam kissing his boyfriend while ESPN cameras were rolling after Sam became the first openly gay player drafted to the NFL.”

“Amy Kushnir has every right to express her opinion,” Cooper said. “She just wants us to think of the children. And she has a point, if we don’t take action, TV could become a Bacchanalian free-for-all complete with half-naked men and indiscriminate kissing.”

That last comment about half-naked men was in reference to a segment Amy Kushnir did with male strippers prior to the show where she walked off the set. I posted about that here.

Duck Dynasty Again

Phil Robertson recently went on another homophobic rant filled with hate…in church, during church services were people are supposed to be praying. (Am I the only one who sees irony in that?)

In it he compares gay people to thieves, drunkards and swindlers and complains about how he was treated over his former comments.

 ‘They were mad at me … because instead of acknowledging their sin, like you had better do, they rail against me for giving ’em their truth about their sin,’ Robertson says in the video

The man’s a wing nut.

More here.

RuPaul on Tranny Word

The word tranny continues to create controversy wherever it’s used. I’ve posted several times about it, here. RuPaul and TV show RuPaul’s Drag Race were recently criticized for use of the word tranny, and now RuPaul is speaking up about it in a very vocal way.

‘Does the word tranny bother me? No. I love the word tranny,’ Charles said.

 ‘It’s not the transsexual community who’s saying that. These are fringe people who are looking for storylines to strengthen their identity as victims. That is what we are dealing with. It’s not the trans community. ‘

’Cause most people who are trans have been through hell and high water. And they’ve looked behind the curtain at Oz and go, “Oh, this is all a fucking joke.”

‘But some people haven’t and they’ve used their victimhood to create a situation where, “No! You look at me! I want you to see me the way you’re supposed to see me!”

 Charles added: ‘If your idea of happiness has to do with someone else changing what they say, what they do, you are in for a fucking hard-ass road.’

I’m not transgender and not part of the transgender community. But I don’t use the word tranny, consciously. I find it interesting that RuPaul would mention those on the fringes, because I stated that once in a blog post on this topic thinking I was being objective and I received several comments from disgruntled readers that weren’t fit for publication. They were downright obscene, and I loved each one. But I couldn’t publish them without breaking my civil comment rule.

In any event, I actually don’t like the word tranny, I don’t use it, and I think all words are important and have meaning. And if just ten people are going to be offended by one word I’m not going to be associated with that kind of hurt. I’ve learned as a writer that one word can change the context of a sentence…just one simple word. Imagine what it can do to someone’s life and well-being.

It’s a lot easier to not use the word tranny than it is to use it.

RuPaul is a bit of a wing nut, too.

You can read more here.

Excerpt from Chase of a Holy Ghost

Before Jim woke Culum, he jumped into the shower.  He washed fast and didn’t bother to shave.  He put on his favorite pair of dark skinny jeans, a tight black T-shirt, and a pair of loafers without socks.  Although he often obsessed about his looks, getting dressed rarely took him longer than fifteen minutes.

After he woke Culum and helped him dress for school, they went downstairs and Jim tried to explain to Culum hot dogs weren’t good for breakfast.

“But daddy,” Culum said.  “I’m dying for a hot dog.”  He looked at Len and pouted.  “Please, grandpa.”  He called Len grandpa instead of dad because Len was his biological grandfather.  They’d never hidden anything from Culum about his adoption or his biological parents.  They’d already told him his biological father, Cain, was Len’s son, and that they’d adopted him because they’d loved him and wanted a child.  They didn’t tell him the part about how his mom had wanted to abort him.  But they didn’t speak meanly about her either.  They just said she was a busy lawyer in San Francisco and left it at that, hoping that one day she might want to be part of Culum’s life.

Len and Jim exchanged a look.  This was another one of those weird coincidences Jim often had a problem dealing with.  All through childhood, and through all the years Jim had known Cain, Cain’s favorite breakfast had been hot dogs.

Len shrugged.  “I don’t see anything wrong with it.  He wants a hot dog.” In this one instance the resemblance to Cain didn’t seem to bother Len at all. He seemed to find it amusing.

Jim frowned.  “I’m not sure that’s a balanced breakfast for a preschooler, Len. There’s an obesity problem in America.”

Len looked at Culum and laughed.  “The kid’s not obese.  He’s a toothpick.  If anything, he’s underweight.”

Jim rubbed his chin.  Culum, like his father, Cain, had been when he was a kid was stick thin.  “But the experts don’t think we should be giving kids unhealthy foods like hot dogs.” Jim felt awful saying this. He enjoyed a big juicy hot dog, too, every now and then, especially the extra-long ones.

Len made a face. “Well, I agree about eating right for the most part, but not all the time. So let the experts eat boiled cabbage, prunes, and organic bran toast for breakfast.  We’re giving Culum a great big old fashioned hot dog with mustard this morning.”

Culum clapped his hands and said, “Yes. With mustard.”

Jim turned to the refrigerator to get the hot dogs and smiled.  “I guess it can’t hurt once in a while.  But tomorrow morning he has cereal and organic fruit. No questions asked.”

When Jim’s back was turned, Culum must have made a face and said something to Len about the fruit and cereal.  Jim overheard Len whisper, “Don’t worry, buddy.  We’ll deal with tomorrow when it comes.”

While Culum was eating his hot dog…and dropping bits and pieces of it on the floor for Clinger…Len rustled the newspaper and said, “Wait until you see this.”

Jim was wiping the original wooden counter that had been there since the old house had been built.  “What?”  They had made minor renovations to the kitchen in the old mission style house, but Jim and Len had both insisted they keep as much of the original features as possible.  Instead of ripping out all the wood counters for granite, they left most in place and added two counters in white marble.  Instead of tearing up the old handmade tiles on the floor, they had them cleaned and polished by a professional.  And instead of putting in new cabinets, they still used the old fashioned free-standing cupboards and mission style kitchen furniture that had been there for over a hundred years.  They’d always considered themselves blessed that someone hadn’t bought the house in the 1970’s and ruined all the original features with vinyl and Formica.

Len stood up and brought the newspaper to Jim.  He obviously didn’t want to mention it in front of Culum.  “Read this.”

Jim stopped wiping and looked down at the paper.  His eyes bugged when he read the headline.  “Beverly Hills Realtor May Be Missing.”  As he read more, it mentioned that someone had been listening to one of Hal’s webisodes and had phoned 911 to report something unusual.  But when the police arrived they found nothing, not even Hal. It would be an ongoing investigation that could last a long time.

“At least it’s not on the front page,” Jim said. They’d buried the story about Hal in the back.

Len glanced over at Culum to make sure he wasn’t listening.  Culum was still feeding Clinger and neither of them made an attempt to stop him like they normally would have.  “I have to get moving,” Len said.  “Let me know if you get any calls today.”

Jim jerked sideways.  “Calls?  What kind of calls?”

“I have a feeling the police are going to want to talk to you about this,” Len said.

“Oh shit,” Jim said.  “Why me?  I know nothing about it.”

Len kissed him goodbye.  “I’m sure they know you’re the one who called 911 last night.  Trust me; you’re going to be questioned.  That’s why I didn’t want you to make that call last night and why I prefer not to get involved in things like this.”

After Len kissed Culum goodbye and left for work, Jim strapped Culum into the backseat of the Tahoe and drove him to school.  Len worked full time now from the downtown Los Angeles offices of Branson Communications.  Len’s mother, Doris, would have preferred if Len and Jim had moved to Connecticut and live in the family estate, and after what Jim had read in the newspaper that morning he was starting to think Connecticut looked good.  Even Harold and Mitshu who owned the Over the Rainbow Tots pre-school had read about Hal Robertson in the paper that morning and they’d asked Jim if he’d seen it.  Jim said he knew nothing about it and he brushed it all off.  Then he kissed Culum goodbye and got out of there as fast as he could. He knew how those two liked to gossip.

On the way home, the phone rang in the car and he answered thinking it was the police calling to question him.  It was Jim’s mom in Texas, Helen, calling to tell him that she and Jim’s dad, Radcliff, were coming to Los Angeles in a few days.

They saw each other often and Jim and Len had a wonderful relationship with Jim’s parents.  It hadn’t always been that way.  When Helen and Radcliff found out Jim was having an affair with their best friend, Len, they didn’t speak for over one full year.  It took time and a good deal of nurturing for them to reach the point where they could all even be in the same room and remain civil.

Jim hated talking on the phone in the car, even with Bluetooth.  “I’m driving, mom.  Can I call you back when I get home?”

“No need, honey,” Helen said.  “There’s nothing important to say.  We’ll be there in a few days.”

“Why are you coming?” Jim asked.  He knew his parents well enough to know they always planned trips like this well in advance.  The next scheduled visit was Fourth of July weekend.  This was only May.

“It’s kind of business,” Helen said.  “It’s nothing important.”

Jim knew her better than that.  He frowned and said, “Tell me the truth.”

“Okay,” she said.  “But I don’t want you getting all upset.  I know how you are. You’re dad has to see a specialist in LA.  We’re getting second opinion.  But I don’t want you worrying.  It’s nothing all that serious.”

This wasn’t adding up.  If it wasn’t all that serious why did they need a second opinion in Los Angeles?  But Jim knew how well his mom could avoid topics she didn’t want to discuss and he figured he would get more out of her later.  For him to push the issue at that point only would have frustrated him into a temple pounding headache.  “Just let me know when you’re arriving so I can come get you,” he said.

“I’ll call you later,” Helen said.  “How’s my grandson?”

“I just dropped him off at school,” Jim said.  “He’s great.  He’ll be thrilled when he hears you’re coming.”

“Love you, honey,” Helen said, and then she hung up before Jim could ask her any more questions.

By the time he reached the entrance to COAL Ranch, the phone rang again and this time he didn’t recognize the number.  He didn’t answer it.  He decided to let it go to voicemail.  But when he pulled up to the house and saw two men waiting for him in the driveway, he got a sick feeling deep in his gut because he knew deep down those men hadn’t come to pay him a social call.



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FREE Gay Excerpt Chase of a Holy Ghost

I’m posting another excerpt from my newest release, Chase of a Holy Ghost. It will be out this weekend…maybe today…and I’ll update with links as soon as I get them. It’s a 65,000 word full length novel and it’s part of the Chase series, with Jim and Len Mayfield. I’ve brought back some older minor characters, and I’ve given them more detailed descriptions than in previous books. I also introduced some new faces. It’s still a western romance set in Chatsworth, Ca. And the only small thing I did a little differently this time was I added a farcical suspense plot that is designed to be a little serious and a little ridiculous at the same time. The book is erotic romance and I wanted to keep things on the lighter side of escapism.

Excerpt Below.

Smashwords Link Chase of a Holy Ghost

Allromanceebooks.com Link

Amazon Link

Anderson Cooper Snark

This week I posted a few times about a local Texas TV personality, Amy Kushnir, and her rant about the Michael Sam kiss and how she stormed off the set during a panel discussion…while live on the air. She grabbed her purse, books, and pens and walked off. In Amy Kushnir’s quest to go down in history as the Anita Bryant of this century, she believes that kids shouldn’t be subjected to even the most innocent kiss of love and affection between two men.

Anderson Cooper made a few amusing comments:

“If you’re not in the Dallas area you are missing out on a spectacular morning show called The Broadcast,” Cooper said without a hint of sarcasm in his voice, “and an incredible moment last week when they veered away from springtime pizza recipes and how to slim down your fat pets, to weigh in on this: Michael Sam kissing his boyfriend while ESPN cameras were rolling after Sam became the first openly gay player drafted to the NFL.”

“Amy Kushnir has every right to express her opinion,” Cooper said. “She just wants us to think of the children. And she has a point, if we don’t take action, TV could become a Bacchanalian free-for-all complete with half-naked men and indiscriminate kissing.”

That last comment about half-naked men was in reference to a segment Amy Kushnir did with male strippers prior to the show where she walked off the set. I posted about that here.

Duck Dynasty Again

Phil Robertson recently went on another homophobic rant filled with hate…in church, during church services were people are supposed to be praying. (Am I the only one who sees irony in that?)

In it he compares gay people to thieves, drunkards and swindlers and complains about how he was treated over his former comments.

 ‘They were mad at me … because instead of acknowledging their sin, like you had better do, they rail against me for giving ’em their truth about their sin,’ Robertson says in the video

The man’s a wing nut.

More here.

RuPaul on Tranny Word

The word tranny continues to create controversy wherever it’s used. I’ve posted several times about it, here. RuPaul and TV show RuPaul’s Drag Race were recently criticized for use of the word tranny, and now RuPaul is speaking up about it in a very vocal way.

‘Does the word tranny bother me? No. I love the word tranny,’ Charles said.

 ‘It’s not the transsexual community who’s saying that. These are fringe people who are looking for storylines to strengthen their identity as victims. That is what we are dealing with. It’s not the trans community. ‘

’Cause most people who are trans have been through hell and high water. And they’ve looked behind the curtain at Oz and go, “Oh, this is all a fucking joke.”

‘But some people haven’t and they’ve used their victimhood to create a situation where, “No! You look at me! I want you to see me the way you’re supposed to see me!”

 Charles added: ‘If your idea of happiness has to do with someone else changing what they say, what they do, you are in for a fucking hard-ass road.’

I’m not transgender and not part of the transgender community. But I don’t use the word tranny, consciously. I find it interesting that RuPaul would mention those on the fringes, because I stated that once in a blog post on this topic thinking I was being objective and I received several comments from disgruntled readers that weren’t fit for publication. They were downright obscene, and I loved each one. But I couldn’t publish them without breaking my civil comment rule.

In any event, I actually don’t like the word tranny, I don’t use it, and I think all words are important and have meaning. And if just ten people are going to be offended by one word I’m not going to be associated with that kind of hurt. I’ve learned as a writer that one word can change the context of a sentence…just one simple word. Imagine what it can do to someone’s life and well-being.

It’s a lot easier to not use the word tranny than it is to use it.

RuPaul is a bit of a wing nut, too.

You can read more here.

Excerpt from Chase of a Holy Ghost

Before Jim woke Culum, he jumped into the shower.  He washed fast and didn’t bother to shave.  He put on his favorite pair of dark skinny jeans, a tight black T-shirt, and a pair of loafers without socks.  Although he often obsessed about his looks, getting dressed rarely took him longer than fifteen minutes.

After he woke Culum and helped him dress for school, they went downstairs and Jim tried to explain to Culum hot dogs weren’t good for breakfast.

“But daddy,” Culum said.  “I’m dying for a hot dog.”  He looked at Len and pouted.  “Please, grandpa.”  He called Len grandpa instead of dad because Len was his biological grandfather.  They’d never hidden anything from Culum about his adoption or his biological parents.  They’d already told him his biological father, Cain, was Len’s son, and that they’d adopted him because they’d loved him and wanted a child.  They didn’t tell him the part about how his mom had wanted to abort him.  But they didn’t speak meanly about her either.  They just said she was a busy lawyer in San Francisco and left it at that, hoping that one day she might want to be part of Culum’s life.

Len and Jim exchanged a look.  This was another one of those weird coincidences Jim often had a problem dealing with.  All through childhood, and through all the years Jim had known Cain, Cain’s favorite breakfast had been hot dogs.

Len shrugged.  “I don’t see anything wrong with it.  He wants a hot dog.” In this one instance the resemblance to Cain didn’t seem to bother Len at all. He seemed to find it amusing.

Jim frowned.  “I’m not sure that’s a balanced breakfast for a preschooler, Len. There’s an obesity problem in America.”

Len looked at Culum and laughed.  “The kid’s not obese.  He’s a toothpick.  If anything, he’s underweight.”

Jim rubbed his chin.  Culum, like his father, Cain, had been when he was a kid was stick thin.  “But the experts don’t think we should be giving kids unhealthy foods like hot dogs.” Jim felt awful saying this. He enjoyed a big juicy hot dog, too, every now and then, especially the extra-long ones.

Len made a face. “Well, I agree about eating right for the most part, but not all the time. So let the experts eat boiled cabbage, prunes, and organic bran toast for breakfast.  We’re giving Culum a great big old fashioned hot dog with mustard this morning.”

Culum clapped his hands and said, “Yes. With mustard.”

Jim turned to the refrigerator to get the hot dogs and smiled.  “I guess it can’t hurt once in a while.  But tomorrow morning he has cereal and organic fruit. No questions asked.”

When Jim’s back was turned, Culum must have made a face and said something to Len about the fruit and cereal.  Jim overheard Len whisper, “Don’t worry, buddy.  We’ll deal with tomorrow when it comes.”

While Culum was eating his hot dog…and dropping bits and pieces of it on the floor for Clinger…Len rustled the newspaper and said, “Wait until you see this.”

Jim was wiping the original wooden counter that had been there since the old house had been built.  “What?”  They had made minor renovations to the kitchen in the old mission style house, but Jim and Len had both insisted they keep as much of the original features as possible.  Instead of ripping out all the wood counters for granite, they left most in place and added two counters in white marble.  Instead of tearing up the old handmade tiles on the floor, they had them cleaned and polished by a professional.  And instead of putting in new cabinets, they still used the old fashioned free-standing cupboards and mission style kitchen furniture that had been there for over a hundred years.  They’d always considered themselves blessed that someone hadn’t bought the house in the 1970’s and ruined all the original features with vinyl and Formica.

Len stood up and brought the newspaper to Jim.  He obviously didn’t want to mention it in front of Culum.  “Read this.”

Jim stopped wiping and looked down at the paper.  His eyes bugged when he read the headline.  “Beverly Hills Realtor May Be Missing.”  As he read more, it mentioned that someone had been listening to one of Hal’s webisodes and had phoned 911 to report something unusual.  But when the police arrived they found nothing, not even Hal. It would be an ongoing investigation that could last a long time.

“At least it’s not on the front page,” Jim said. They’d buried the story about Hal in the back.

Len glanced over at Culum to make sure he wasn’t listening.  Culum was still feeding Clinger and neither of them made an attempt to stop him like they normally would have.  “I have to get moving,” Len said.  “Let me know if you get any calls today.”

Jim jerked sideways.  “Calls?  What kind of calls?”

“I have a feeling the police are going to want to talk to you about this,” Len said.

“Oh shit,” Jim said.  “Why me?  I know nothing about it.”

Len kissed him goodbye.  “I’m sure they know you’re the one who called 911 last night.  Trust me; you’re going to be questioned.  That’s why I didn’t want you to make that call last night and why I prefer not to get involved in things like this.”

After Len kissed Culum goodbye and left for work, Jim strapped Culum into the backseat of the Tahoe and drove him to school.  Len worked full time now from the downtown Los Angeles offices of Branson Communications.  Len’s mother, Doris, would have preferred if Len and Jim had moved to Connecticut and live in the family estate, and after what Jim had read in the newspaper that morning he was starting to think Connecticut looked good.  Even Harold and Mitshu who owned the Over the Rainbow Tots pre-school had read about Hal Robertson in the paper that morning and they’d asked Jim if he’d seen it.  Jim said he knew nothing about it and he brushed it all off.  Then he kissed Culum goodbye and got out of there as fast as he could. He knew how those two liked to gossip.

On the way home, the phone rang in the car and he answered thinking it was the police calling to question him.  It was Jim’s mom in Texas, Helen, calling to tell him that she and Jim’s dad, Radcliff, were coming to Los Angeles in a few days.

They saw each other often and Jim and Len had a wonderful relationship with Jim’s parents.  It hadn’t always been that way.  When Helen and Radcliff found out Jim was having an affair with their best friend, Len, they didn’t speak for over one full year.  It took time and a good deal of nurturing for them to reach the point where they could all even be in the same room and remain civil.

Jim hated talking on the phone in the car, even with Bluetooth.  “I’m driving, mom.  Can I call you back when I get home?”

“No need, honey,” Helen said.  “There’s nothing important to say.  We’ll be there in a few days.”

“Why are you coming?” Jim asked.  He knew his parents well enough to know they always planned trips like this well in advance.  The next scheduled visit was Fourth of July weekend.  This was only May.

“It’s kind of business,” Helen said.  “It’s nothing important.”

Jim knew her better than that.  He frowned and said, “Tell me the truth.”

“Okay,” she said.  “But I don’t want you getting all upset.  I know how you are. You’re dad has to see a specialist in LA.  We’re getting second opinion.  But I don’t want you worrying.  It’s nothing all that serious.”

This wasn’t adding up.  If it wasn’t all that serious why did they need a second opinion in Los Angeles?  But Jim knew how well his mom could avoid topics she didn’t want to discuss and he figured he would get more out of her later.  For him to push the issue at that point only would have frustrated him into a temple pounding headache.  “Just let me know when you’re arriving so I can come get you,” he said.

“I’ll call you later,” Helen said.  “How’s my grandson?”

“I just dropped him off at school,” Jim said.  “He’s great.  He’ll be thrilled when he hears you’re coming.”

“Love you, honey,” Helen said, and then she hung up before Jim could ask her any more questions.

By the time he reached the entrance to COAL Ranch, the phone rang again and this time he didn’t recognize the number.  He didn’t answer it.  He decided to let it go to voicemail.  But when he pulled up to the house and saw two men waiting for him in the driveway, he got a sick feeling deep in his gut because he knew deep down those men hadn’t come to pay him a social call.



Duck Dynasty Dropped; Dogbert and Tito; Tom Daley Art; The Word "Tranny"

Duck Dynasty Dropped

If you recall, reality TV show Duck Dynasty was associated with gay slurs not too long ago. I posted about it here. And now, according to this piece, it seems a Duck Dynasty concert was canceled due to lack of sales.

The planned musical extravaganza from the stars of reality show Duck Dynasty has been canceled because of low ticket sales.

The Robertson family was to bring a concert, called Faith, Family & Ducks, to Springfield, Missouri (a midwestern US state).

The presentation was to be a mixture of songs, and speeches, on how the family lives the American dream and keeps ‘family values.’

You can read more here.

I don’t want to speculate on why ticket sales were so low, but I’d like to think it could be because most people realize it’s a stupid show, there’s nothing “real” about it, and it’s geared to make some people a great deal of money by sensationalizing topics like gay issues and portraying southerners with bad stereotypes.

Tom Daley Gay Slur Art

When Tom Daley came out he suffered a great deal of abuse, in public. An artist has taken all of this anti-gay abuse and turned it into an interesting form of art. In other words, he turned it around.

Collins revealed the finished portrait on his Twitter account this week (17 April).

‘My finished portrait of @TomDaley1994 made out of the homophobic tweets sent to him when he came out. #art’ he said.

The artwork shows Daley, and his signature six-pack, against a backdrop of the British flag.

 You can read more about that here, with a link to all of the anti-gay slurs Daley received. Once it’s online, it is there forever.

Dogbert and Tito

Here’s a video of Dogbert and Tito. This is Dogbert and Tito’s Facebook page. I follow them on social media through Trevor Donovan who once played a gay role on 90210, and will be part of the cast in upcoming episodes of  mini-series, Texas Rising.  (DVR alert for m/m romance western fans.) I see a lot of animal posts and videos and photos, but there’s something about Dogbert and Tito that’s highly amusing. I did have an issue watching the youtube version on my iPad, but this link to vimeo worked well on iPad and everything else.

The Word “Tranny”

I’ve posted about the controversy over the word “tranny,” here, many times. For the record, I don’t use it and never have. I understand the power of words and never take that for granted. However, there have been many interesting discussions about all this, especially with respect to gay culture and intent, and I’m passing along some of the most interesting I’ve seen.

Personally, I’ve always regarded being called a “tranny” not as a slur but as a term of endearment. Growing up in Philadelphia, close to the origin of the ball and house scenes, it wasn’t that strange to hear words like “tranny,” “she-male,” and “he-she” being used in that way within the queer community of color. It was especially popular with the predominantly black and Latino kids at the Attic Youth Center. You could also hear it from the older trans matrons who worked the community tables at Outfest and Pridefest, and even occasionally from the trans sex workers you’d pass while walking home from the Gayborhood. Out of all the lingo, it’s “tranny” that I remember most vividly. It wasn’t just a word but a cultural moniker celebrating a certain type of effeminacy. Though I never sought it, I wore it as a badge of pride. It was coded speech between queer people of color that few white LGBT people noticed or even understood at the time. It was part of an underground language that also included words like “shade” and “reading,” which have since gone mainstream.

You can read more here.

Important note: anyone is free to comment an offer and opinion on this topic (or any topic like it) as often and as long as they want. You can comment anonymously or with a name. I don’t even mind pen names. However, keep it civil. I respect everyone’s opinion and right to free speech and will publish it, as long as it is civil. This is a not for profit blog and unlike publications like Huff Po that are multi-million dollar operations that make Arianna Huffington a very wealthy woman by taking free content from writers I don’t have to deal with incivility. And I won’t. Plain and simple.

You can’t say anything that would offend me at this point in my life. You can’t even think of one slur or word that I haven’t already experienced twice. But I don’t want my readers offended.

Cover Preview: His Only Choice; Romance Boom; Duck Dynasty Ratings Tank

Cover Preview: His Only Choice

Here’s the cover preview for the third installment in the Second Chance series: His Only Choice. It will be released this week, and I’ll post more when it is. Blurb and excerpt can be found in the post previous to this one if you just scroll down.

Romance Boom

This next article is about the recent eight figure deal for Sylvia Day’s Blacklist series, which is a follow up to the Crossfire series. But it also gets into romance and how publishers expect more of a romance boom as a result of the Fifty Shades film release…ya know, thanks to the “Fifty Shades Effect.”

Some publishing executives speculated that another boom in romance books could occur when the film version of “Fifty Shades of Grey” is released early next year. The movie is currently being filmed in Vancouver, with Jamie Dornan and Dakota Johnson as its stars.

There are a few comments about romance in general in the article that might twist a few feathers, so be prepared. They seem to attribute Day’s success with the “Fifty Shades Effect.” It’s not my area of expertise, however, I just have to wonder about that. Most of the people I know…not all the most serious readers…bought Fifty Shades and didn’t finish it. I saw it at a yard sale for FIFTY cents last summer and the woman running the yard sale said I could have it for free just to get it out of her house. So could it be that romance as a genre is already a huge market, and that Day’s books made it on their own merit…or would have made it on their own without Fifty Shades and this so-called Fifty Shades effect they are trying to sell us?

And the other thing that bothers me is that “some publishing executives” have been so far off the mark with any predictions or decisions they’ve made in the past few years I would hate to see a decline in romance as a result of this so-called Fifty Shades Effect.

In any event, I don’t think any of this will make a difference to serious romance readers. I’m personally not all that excited about the Fifty Shades film and I’ll wait for it to come on cable. I wanted Matt Bomer to star in it. And it’s not that I’m this huge elitist making judgments. Far from it. I’m actually a pop culture junkie who prefers common usage to perfect grammar and I feel as if the Fifty Shades Effect has come and gone. We’ll see.

You can read more here.


Duck Dynasty Ratings Tank

Here’s where I’ve posted about TV reality show, Duck Dynasty, and the anti-gay comments made by a leading character on the show. I say leading character because I would bet the only thing real about the show is that it’s scripted and produced like any other TV show in the history of television. And according to this article, ratings have tanked. It could be a result of the gay and racial comments. Or, it could be the show just sucks. 

You can read more here.

There was no scandal bump for Duck Dynasty, which experienced across-the-board ratings declines in its return Wednesday.


 

Duck Dynasty Saga; Vampire Diaries’ Gay Role; Gay 4 Pay Pornsters

Duck Dynasty Saga

I know this isn’t fresh news, but I thought I’d post about it anyway. Tony and I have been dealing with family things all week and I haven’t had much time to blog. In any event, creepy looking Duck Dynasty dude, Phil Robertson, is back on the show and this article analyzes a few possible reasons why he’s back after making some of the most hateful comments about LGBT people in recent history.

But what probably helped turn the tide in the Robertsons’ favor was that the debate wasn’t as clear-cut as the network and many in the media initially assumed. Robertson and his supporters argued that his anti-gay statements were an extension of his passion for the Bible. Once that frame gained a foothold — that this fight is about religion, and the freedom to endorse biblical teachings — A&E was stuck in the awkward position of appearing to advocate against both its own star and orthodox Christianity (ironic, considering A&E Networks garnered such goodwill from Christians for taking a chance on its The Bible mini-series on History this year).

Blah, Blah, Blah…

If you ask me it’s all a publicity stunt created to increase ratings in a dying medium: reality TV. We all know by now there is no such thing as reality TV. The good thing is that it’s all on record and it will be interesting to see how they ALL go down in history.

Read more here…  

Vampire Diaries’ Gay Role

In a more positive announcement, this next article says TV show Vampire Diaries will be getting a gay character.

A new hottie is enrolling at Whitmore after winter break! And he’ll be spending time with Caroline! Except he’s so not into her in that way as Luke, handsome and sarcastic, is gay. And also happens to have a sister on campus, one that he will do (or sacrifice) anything to protect.
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You can read more here, and see the comments people left.

Gay 4 Pay Pornsters

I don’t think there’s a gay man alive who hasn’t wondered about this. Are male porn stars in gay adult films actually gay or are they really straight guys looking to show off a little and make a quick buck?

Before working at Next Door Studios I had heard of the term gay-for-pay, but I wasn’t really sure what all that label entailed. I, like many gay men, always had a fetish for straight men. The difference was my relationships with straight men didn’t involve money or the spotlight, but usually involved alcohol and some pretend sleeping. Most of these guys are married and have kids now and I was a part of their “experimental phase. ” A phase that they have moved on from and probably have not continued into their adult life.

I think the comment above is one many gay men can relate to. I can. And I never really “got” it either. But the article is interesting and you can read more here.

Reminds me a little of a new book I’m in with German publisher Bruno Gmunder, with a short story titled, Straight No More. You can read more about that here. It’s the kind of gay for you anthology that will leave a lot of people wondering how much is fact or fiction.

Straight No More; FREE Gay Xmas Read; Charlie Sheen Ducky Dynasty

Straight No More


It’s nice to open the mailbox on Christmas Eve morning and find an author copy of a book you weren’t thinking about. And that’s what happened this morning when I found a print copy of a new release with German publisher Bruno Gmunder titled, Straight No More. This book kind of has a “gay for you feel,” and as we all know in real life these things can and do happen all the time. My story is titled Things His Wife Never Did. The book was edited by Winston Gieseke.

You can read more here at Amazon.  This book is available in both print and e-book.

FREE Gay Xmas Read

In 2010 I wrote a 20,000 word novella titled, The Christmas Gift, that was included in a holiday book titled, Well Hung By the Chimney. I haven’t posted any long excerpts, and not even a short one since 2010, so I decided to put a long excerpt up now because I probably won’t be blogging tomorrow. As I’ve done in the past, I’ll put part of the excerpt up here on Google blogger, and I’ll add a link at the end where you can read the rest of it in full on my other web site. Here’s the Amazon link.

Please remember this is the raw version before edits (because it works with Google blogger) and there may be a few errors that eventually went to copy edits and were revised in the final book. But I actually like putting them up this way to show readers how the process goes. I also had to self-censor a few things here. I replaced “certain” words with the word elbow in parenthesis.

When Nathan discovered Lance was an avid golfer, he wasn’t surprised. Back in high school Lance had been one of those all around jock types, always running to football practice, baseball practice, or basketball practice, with a gym bag in his hand and a deep, intense look in his eyes. If Nathan remembered correctly, Lance was even on the track team four years in a row. And he hadn’t changed much in ten years. He still had that fresh watery smell that comes from showering in locker rooms and dressing fast without being fully dry. He still towel dried his thick black hair and let it fall into place on its own without too much fussing around. And he still went the entire weekend with black stubble on his face.

But for some reason, Lance did seem surprised when he discovered Nathan had a premium cable television package and still used his mother’s fifteen year old cast off television in the bedroom and a twenty year old RCA in the living room. Lance just gaped at the old televisions and shook his head without commenting.

In a time when most people had switched to digital flat screens, Nathan continued to make due with the old televisions in spite of their broken speakers and off color tones. When Lance asked him about the TV in the bedroom, Nathan said he didn’t believe in buying new appliances when the old ones were still good. And if a television was in working condition, there was no need to buy new just for the sake of it.

“You’re missing all your favorite cooking shows in digital,” Lance said. Nathan was obsessed with cooking shows, especially baking themed shows.

The day Lance mentioned this TV business they were still in bed, a Sunday afternoon in March. Lance was naked and his slightly hairy, muscular legs were wide open and Nathan was only wearing a pair of black boxer briefs. Lance had one arm around Nathan’s shoulders and one leg across Nathan’s legs. Nathan was leaning into Lance’s chest with the remote control in one hand and Lance’s (elbow) in the other.

“I don’t mind,” Nathan said, never one to count his short-comings. Besides, life was too good to complain. Lance had just (elbowed) him and they were watching that prim and proper TV personality make Christmas cookies. They’d been seeing each other every weekend since they’d met up again on Christmas Eve three months earlier. Lance usually drove down to Martha Falls from Baltimore because Nathan had to keep the video store open on weekends. Lance didn’t seem to mind the hour drive either. He said it was nice to get out of the city to a quieter place.

Lance caressed Nathan’s shoulder and spread his legs a little wider so Nathan could rub the tender spot beneath his (elbow). “I just don’t get it. Why did you bother ordering a premium digital package with these old televisions?”

“I got this fantastic promotional offer for six months from the cable people, and I have good intentions,” Nathan said. “And, these old things can’t last forever. When they die, I’ll get a new flat screen. Besides, I don’t’ want to waste any money right now in this economy. The store isn’t doing well at all and I’m going to have to figure out what to do next with my life.” Then he repositioned his body and squeezed Lance’s (elbow). It was soft now, but still thick and meaty in his palm.

Nathan’s video store had been slowly declining for a long time. People were renting their movies right from their televisions, downloading them from their computers, and joining those Internet video web sites. And Nathan’s little store just couldn’t compete anymore. Oh, he’d seen it coming for a while, but he’d never expected it to get this bad. For some reason he’d been hoping all the new technology would pass Martha Falls by. But he was lucky now if two or three people rented movies on a Saturday night.

“I hear you,” Lance said, frowning while TV personality rolled little balls of chocolate dough, boasting about the extravagant kitchen in her Maine mansion. Lance scowled at the TV screen and said, “I have a friends in real estate who haven’t sold a house in over a year, I have friends in Florida who can’t pay their mortgages, and I’m barely making ends meet since my divorce. And things don’t seem to be getting better.”

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Charlie Sheen Duck Dynasty

Ever since reality TV personality, Phil Robertson, made his anti-gay slurs public, there’s been a firestorm from all sides. I’ve posted about it all here, and I’ve even linked to an objective web site that talks about free speech, here. And now actor Charlie Sheen is coming to the defense of the LGBT community, and Sheen makes strong references to Robertson’s offensive comments in a way that I think most LGBT people took those comments. They weren’t just about free speech and not supporting the LGBT community. Robertson’s comments were some of the most vituperative slurs I’ve ever heard.

Angered by recent comments by Duck Dynasty’s Phil Robertson likening homosexuality to bestiality, Charlie Sheen has taken to Twitter to launch a blistering attack on the show’s patriarch. ‘You have offended and hurt so many dear friends of mine, who DO NOT have the voice or the outreach that I do,’ Sheen posted yesterday.

That last comment says a lot. Most of the people offended don’t have the outreach Sheen has and it’s just amazing to see Sheen use his power this way. I know he’s straight, but I always found him attractive in many ways. Even more so now, and I’m not just talking about his looks.

You can read more here.

Side Note about Duck Dynasty: Maybe my conspiracy concerns are working overtime, but I can’t help wonder if all this gay hate with Duck Dynasty isn’t a huge publicity stunt in order to improve ratings and gain more of a following. Of course I could be wrong about this, but photos are already surfacing of Phil Robertson and his other cast members that date back to before their Duck Dynasty days. Could they all be fakes? Should they be vetted more thoroughly now. They didn’t have the beards or long hair before the show. One bleached his hair on top. In fact, they look just like everyone else. And all this brings up a few interesting questions about authenticity, ethics, and morality on their part. Do we really believe there is such a thing as reality TV? Do we really believe Duck Dynasty wasn’t a planned, staged commercial venture meant to exploit others? And do we really believe that the people connected with Duck Dynasty would have found any fame or fortune if they had remained the way they were? I’ve had more than a few e-mails from southerners telling me how offended they are by Duck Dynasty because they feel it promotes the worst stereotypes. If there is anything beneath the surface to expose about Duck Dynasty, maybe we should be digging a little deeper instead of only concentrating on the gay slurs made by Phil Robertson.

It actually would be hard to call a boycott on Duck Dynasty because most LGBT people wouldn’t bother watching it anyway.