Grief

I grieve for my country. This society is sick. The boys next door are playing with a soccer ball. Out of the blue one comes to the common fence, points to one of the boys and informs me that his playmate is “gay.”

“Don’t say that. It’s not true. There’s no such thing. It’s word-play and mean”, is all I could think of to say in reply.

God Damn It! A seven-year-old is not “gay”!

And may God Damn Dear Abby for saying they’re “born that way”!

 

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About The Twentieth Man

Age 67
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