The world is a funny place. Too funny in my life. So many fucked-up situations that I live and laugh through. My mom dies, I get drafted, my friend dies at my operating table, my best friend and my worst enmey become amores. Let me rephrase that, my best MALE friends and my worst MALE enemy become amores.
In this hellhole, you either end up forging lifetime Friendships or lifetime... Enemyships. However, my lifetime Friend and my lifetime Enemy have forged a different kind of Relationship. The kind of Relationship that is forged nightly with the nurse of my choice. They, unlike me, were able to keep it secret and make it last. Which I must, even though I am firmly irked, tip my hat to them.
I notice that I am saying "them" and "they" when referring to the Abominible Relationshippers. We, John Francis and I, were a "them" and a "they" once. In fact, to the Unknowing, we still are. When the Unknowing use the inapropriate pronoun, I stifle. I don't know what I stifle because that was the only word in the American language that would sound remotely anything like how I feel. My bones tense up, cranium turns to the dirty slush by the road, muscles fill with ick, all because of that undeniably inapropriate pronoun. I know that, that word does not mean the same thing as it once did. Way back when, "they" meant, "Trapper and Hawkeye: Heterosexual buddies, drinking gin, nailing nurses, and playing poker". Now, "they" says nothing. The sayer means it to say something but it says nothing. The whole word is a lie, that's what it is, because John Francis let's it be said and says nothing. He lets that lie live. He lets the whole world think that it's the way things used to be. He and I drinking something and sexing something FEMALE and El Hurón shimmying in Hot Lips' tent.
The worst of it is that "they" don't think I know. Hello! Don't you think it's a little a that you went to the latrine thirty seconds after he got up to take a shower? Patzers. QUEER patzers.
Oh, yes, the ever-so-liberal Benjamin Pierce utters a bit of homophobia. Head for the hills, Jesus is a'coming! That's what I think is really not fair. You know I'm not like that and if I act like that towards "them" you'll all proclame me asshole of the month for being a total hypocrite. (Which I am, by the way.) Being liberal Tom does not pay of. Sure, you can get away with more moral evasions but when you want to do something conservative you're a jerk. If El Huron were to show a bit of liberal compassion us Toms would hold a parade!
There enlies the irony of this whole situation. No, this is seriously good. I am one of the most liberal, accepting, anarchistic people you will ever meet. El Huron *is* the most conservative, rejecting, authoritarian person you will ever meet. Now, El Huron is in a very controversial, liberal Relationship and what am I doing? Objecting, like a Southern conservative Governor.
The world is a funny place, isn't it?