Monday, February 09, 2009

Where's My Fucking Coin?

I was a little preoccupied this weekend, involved peripherally in some local controversy. Basically, some big-mouthed queen got her drunk on and got all uppity in a well-known local burger bar. That's when the staff took exception and knocked her off her drunken feet and then tossed her and her badly dressed and coiffed bf out to the bricks. Unfortunately, this particular raging mess had access as an editor to a local on-line restaurant and nightlife blog and before you could say Rosa Parks she was playing the part of gay-bashed victim. All the gay-parazzi and the other food blogs ran the story without bothering to notice that there were holes in the account you could ride a bareback bottom through.

Well it turns out that a videotape showed up from the night in question and not only does it completely contradict Proud Mary's account of her "gay-bashing", but it seems to do some liver damage as to who actually threw the first punch, or in this case, bitch-slap.

Fortunately, most of the bloggerati seems to have come 'round and everyone apparently starts to agree that this was an all-too-familiar case of drunken, over-entitled, rude homo, bitchiness. The only remarkable part is that a gay man with a modicum of influence was stupid enough to act like a total douch-bag in a public place, and then turn around and cry homophobia and gay-bashing when he basically got his ass handed to him.

In any case, I totally missed posting about the fact that on Saturday I celebrated two years of sobriety.

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