The Saddest Sight at the Pride Parade...

...wasn't the Christian protesters. It was seeing so many young queers—and so many old ones—puffing away on cigarettes. Seattle Center was so fucking smoky you would've thought the Space Needle was on fire. Pathetic:



It's a Nice Thought...

Society really fucks with our heads, I realize, and gay people don't raise ourselves to hate ourselves. But it would be nice if, as folks came out, they worked to shed the self-destructive bullshit—drug abuse (not to be confused with responsible drug use), drowning themselves in booze (not to be confused with a refreshing dip now and then), insane amounts of promiscuous and often unsafe sex (not to be confused with sane amounts of promiscuous and safer sex), and cigarettes (don't be confused: there's no reason to smoke cigarettes at all, ever)—along with the shame.

But way too many don't.