Posted on 11/22/2012 3:53:19 PM PST by Steelfish
Essay: Thanksgiving Is A Good Holiday To Come Out As Gay or Lesbian
By Ned Martel November 21
Word to the wise: Thanksgiving is the proper holiday to tell your family that you’re a homosexual. It’s arguably secular, so you’re confronting tradition, not faith. Even though National Coming Out Day is in October, this is the day when gays and lesbians, newly announced or otherwise, are really driving it all home.
This no longer needs to be such a big deal, even if this month’s election somehow emboldens waves of guess-what conversations Thursday night. Awkwardness is predictable, but expect the unexpected. A few years ago, a friend of a friend told his sister that he was going to tell their parents his news at the Thanksgiving dinner table. Seated and fretful, he listened as she spoke up first. Before he even got his throat cleared, she came out ahead of him. Nobody said this was going to be easy.
America is decades past the Very Special Episode phase, when a prime-time discussion of gayness had public-service overtones. Back then, most televised gays were camouflaged as witty warlocks or fastidious professors.
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Nothing like a bit of “in your face” perversion to make the food digest better.
The author of this tripe has no class, no clue, and little hope fr salvation.
Nothing like a bit of “in your face” perversion to make the food digest better.
The author of this tripe has no class, no clue, and little hope for salvation.
And to think that the only controversies at our holiday table when I was a kid were Catholics vs. Protestants and Democrats vs. Republicans. Someone always left in a rage or in tears.
Like religion and politics, sex doesn't belong around the family feast table.
They want to get a rise out of everyone, no matter if it's positive or negative. Like toddlers having tantrums, just ignore them when they come out.
If one of ours did that, at the table, they would get the boot out the door, without a doggie bag.
I don’t care in the least if my kids date or marry a different race or ethic group....but the plumbing had better not be the same.
It’s ridiculous, and if ANYTHING like this happened at my Thanksgiving, I’d kick them out, no matter who they were. I DO NOT want to know what goes on in your bedroom. Liberals always scream about staying out of their bedroom, but its hard when they bring their bedroom with them everywhere. They might as well inform me of how much they enjoy bondage and latex body suits after passing the peas.
Another Leftwing media dick stirring the pot.
Go choke on a turkey bone, Ned.
And little Ned is likely a homo too.
In my family, where we are politically divided between Democrat, Libertarian, and Republican, it was family manners, and family rule, that you leave politics out of the family table. I had plenty of bad inclinations myself regarding morality, but I confided with my parents about it in private. But that’s the problem, nobody has a lick of common sense about what belongs in private anymore, and some people feel that they are oppressed unless they get to share with everyone what they do in private, if you ask me, that childish, narcissistic attitude that you have to talk about your most personal functions in public or at the dinner table is just not mentally healthy, in fact, pardon the redundancy, it’s clinical narcissism. What’s even more sad is how much narcissism pretty much is a favored factor in the voters who choose so much of our politicians nowadays too.
That’s nice dear.
And since we’re in a sharing mood, your mother and I were going at it like rabbits just before you got here. On this very table. We have video if you’re like to watch?
No. O.K. then, pass the mashed potatoes please.
It is crap like this that makes me stay home on the “family” holidays. I don’t go visit with any of them on these days.
I stay home, change the oil in the cars, do some yard work, clean up the house, anything. I have told them, don;t invite me, and don’t invade my house either figuring that I I won’t come to them that they will come to me.
They all know that to stay on good terms with me to stay clear on the holidays and let me an my children have a nice day to ourselves.
From this excerpt, I’m guessing Ned Martel likes being up a man’s butt.
Thank your gubmint for all they provide.
After all, they give out Obamaphones.
“Mom, I’m a lesbian! And can I borrow the turkey baster tonight? I want to have a baby.”
Makes me glad I live in a small town in Mississippi where a family member wouldn’t dare do such a rude thing at the Thanksgiving table.
This could be an opportunity for you. Say something about the gays murdered under sharia law.
Good point!
Well, homosexuality is a narcissistic personality disorder.
Fortunately everyone at our Thanksgiving dinner was a Catholic Conservative, 2nd Amendment lover. Diversity makes me uncomfortable.
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