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...takes on the secretly gay, possibly pederastic Republican mayor of Spokane, who used to be his scout troop leader. Wow:
I couldn't care less about Jim West's consensual, adult sexual fetishes. I couldn't care less that he's an accomplished legislator and respected lawmaker and former paratrooper and that he's 54 years old and still cruises the Web for barely articulate 18-year-old boys who still have their wisdom teeth. (Hell, Billy Joel is just out of rehab at 56 and his new wife is what, 23? Hey, work out your sad daddy complexes as you will.)
There is, of course, zero causal link between homosexuality and pedophilia. I couldn't care less that West might be gay, or bisexual, or whatever the hell else he tells himself he is when he goes to sleep at night and dreams of, I don't know what. Bunnies. In leather chaps. On fire.
Here's what does it. Here's what makes West and people like him rife with potential for, well, some of the nastiest and most dishonest and dangerous abuses humans are capable of.
It's the ability to ignore the incredible hypocrisy of your own life, the staggering amount of self-loathing, the pathetic insincerity. It's the ability to join a political party that not only openly loathes, but actually violently condemns, your choice in sexual partners, a sexually ignorant platform that claims to have some sort of direct line to a gay-hating war-loving God, and then, in the middle of who knows how many gay affairs, to feel no shame as you step right up and endorse that exact same hateful agenda as public policy.
It's the fact that, in West's case, you can still sleep at night after you've voted against gay love and railed against healthy teen sex and bashed women's rights and criticized adult/youth sex when you are, in fact, so confused and lost and deeply engaged in much of it yourself that it's very likely your mangled, hypocritical mind has lost the ability to distinguish between informed, consensual, happily kinky adult relationships and, say, abusing the honest trust of a pre-teen boy. Or, for that matter, many boys.
Join that party and toe that line and swallow that nasty doctrine and spit it out into the world like oozing red-meat dogma while you secretly use your power to lure in teenagers and men for sex, and I don't put anything past you, Jim. To my mind, you're capable of anything. Anything at all.
And for that, my old troop leader Jim, I can never forgive you.
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