Friday, August 12, 2005
Nothing Can Defeat the Penis!
Meanwhile, the boy's father has to do his part. He needs to mirror and affirm his son's maleness. He can play rough-and-tumble games with his son, in ways that are decidedly different from the games he would play with a little girl. He can help his son learn to throw and catch a ball. He can teach him to pound a square wooden peg into a square hole in a pegboard. He can even take his son with him into the shower, where the boy cannot help but notice that Dad has a penis, just like his, only bigger.
That is, apparently, James Dobson's straightforward cure for teh gay: lots of wrasslin' (which can't be constituted as foreplay, and which doesn't have an entire subclass of gay porn devoted to it, oh, no), and lots and lots of big penises. Yes, technically, they're someone else's words, but Dobson's putting them forward like the gospel truth.
You know, if this man didn't constantly make references to how gay people are going to destroy the world, I'd laugh at him. Oh, Hell, I'll just laugh at him anyway. Ha-ha!
That is, apparently, James Dobson's straightforward cure for teh gay: lots of wrasslin' (which can't be constituted as foreplay, and which doesn't have an entire subclass of gay porn devoted to it, oh, no), and lots and lots of big penises. Yes, technically, they're someone else's words, but Dobson's putting them forward like the gospel truth.
You know, if this man didn't constantly make references to how gay people are going to destroy the world, I'd laugh at him. Oh, Hell, I'll just laugh at him anyway. Ha-ha!
