Are we done with this asshat yet?UPDATE: Dan Savage writes us to point out that It Gets Better contributor Gabrielle Rivera made the same point six months ago. (But without a nonsensical condemnation of "gay narcissism.")
Are we done with this asshat yet?
New York Post editorial writer and columnist John Wilson has quit the newspaper business to become a Catholic priest.Wilson spent three years on the Post's editorial board, landing there immediately after graduating from Claremont McKenna College in California. "I definitely grew fond of tabloid journalism as such," he says. "I had a great time and I think I was able to do some meaningful work there." He added that the Post's reputation for racy headlines and occasionally bawdy humor had little to do with his decision to seek a life of celibacy and the spirit, and said he was able to infuse a little bit of the sacred into his work there. "The phrase you hear a lot of in priestly circles is 'Comfort the afflicted, and afflict the comfortable,'" he said. "At the very least I hope I've managed to afflict some powerful and comfortable people at the Post."From the right-wing homophobic NY Post to the Catholic Church. That's a short walk, innit?
"For those who care, and I understand if you don't: Today I quit being a Christian. I'm out. I remain committed to Christ as always but not to being 'Christian' or to being part of Christianity. It's simply impossible for me to 'belong' to this quarrelsome, hostile, disputatious, and deservedly infamous group. For ten ...years, I've tried. I've failed. I'm an outsider. My conscience will allow nothing else.
I've arrived for Netroots Nation 2010, which is being held at the Harrah's Rio All-Suites, where interestingly, I do not have a suite. I would have been able to check in an hour ago, but the capacity of the airport shuttles were severely restricted by the number of Larks onboard each one. What happens in Vegas...gets blogged.
"After the chipper little pianist tired of his operettas, someone put on Johnny Mathis and we all danced cheek to cheek. Bradley of course insisted on leading and he planted his size 14 hand on the small of my back and with a wink that looked like a neurological tic kept edging his long fingers down the back of my pants. He asked me if I was campaigning for Nixon.
Notorious performance artist, model, and author Sebastian Horsley has been found dead of a heroin overdose in his London home. Sebastian Horsley, the dandy, writer and artist who found fame by being nailed to a cross in the Philippines, has died at the age of 47. The colourful self-publicist was found dead at his flat in central London this morning, days after a play adapted from his memoirs – Dandy in the Underworld – opened at the Soho theatre. A spokesman for the Metropolitan police said the cause of death was unexplained but reports suggested Horsley died from a heroin overdose. In 2002 the artist traveled to the Philippines "to see what it was like" to be nailed to a cross before he embarked on a painting of the Crucifixion. The foot support on his cross gave way after he had been nailed to the wood, prompting him to remark later: "I have been punished by a God I don't believe in and he has thrown me off the cross for impersonating his son, for being an atheist, and for being a disaster. I have made a complete fool of myself." He wrote in the Observer of his fondness for having sex with prostitutes. "Prostitution is obscene, debasing and disgraceful," he concluded. "The point is, so am I."Horsley was recently denied entrance to the United States based on a prior drug conviction. A quote from his memoir: "You may look back on your life and accept it as good or evil. But it is far, far harder to admit that you have been completely unimportant; that in the great sum of things all a man's endless grapplings are no more significant than the scuttlings of a cockroach. The universe is neither friendly nor hostile. It is merely indifferent. This makes me ecstatic."