It was nary twelve hours after Steven Gately had shuffled off his mortal coil (by the way, since when did “A Man Has Died” become the news?) and I read somebody’s status on facebook, it read, “Steven Gately’s dead. What a bummer.” I laughed. I laughed and laughed, and let’s be honest blogosphere, so did you. And it’s ok to laugh at that. It’s funny; it’s a pun or play on words and it works and furthermore, it doesn’t make you a homophobe if you laugh at a joke that’s got the word “bummer” in it, not as far as I’m concerned anyway. I don’t know, but for some reason bigotry isn’t bigotry when it’s shrouded in humour; maybe it’s the satirical edge most learned people would imbue bigoted humour with (look at South Park if you’re wondering what the fuck I’m talking aboot) or maybe it’s some way to pull fascism’s metaphorical pants down, to make it look as ridiculous as it inherently is, The Great Dictator style, maybe it’s some sort of psychological coping mechanism, an attempt to make sense of something so incomprehensibly vicious. Whatever, I don’t know, all this is nothing to do with the blog, really. So, on to business…
Jan Moir is a massive fucking cunt. Before today I had no idea who or what Jan Moir is and frankly I still don’t; I know only two pieces of information about her: I know she writes for the Daily Mail and I know that she published an article which suggests, as far as I can tell, that Steven Gately died because he was gay. You can read that again if it tripped you up - in fact, read the article yourself; Jan Moir reckons Steven Gately died because he was gay. And this isn’t one of those crazy, Pastor Fred Phelps brand wrath of god style things, it’s the suggestion that the lifestyle of a gay man is lethal. Now I could spend the rest of this blog pointing out how she’s wrong and why she’s a fucking idiot if she truly believes what she’s written and an exploitative, opportunistic cunt if not but I’m sure that’s been done a hundred times already and any reasonable person can see what a stupid fucking piece it was. So here’s my point:
If you want to call someone out on their morals or beliefs, you’d better be in a completely unassailable moral position yourself and in this case, I believe I am. I know what you’re thinking; “No you’re not Luke. You’ve just finished recounting how you laughed at the word bummer lol.” Here’s the thing: I’m not a homophobe. Now I’m not out to prove that here, and I’m not using that phrase the way it’s usually used, i.e. as an overture to homophobia (“I’m not a homophobe, right, but…”) it’s just that the truth of the matter is that I am not a homophobe and Ms. Moir, on the evidence of her article, is. What this all comes down to is intent. Whoever it was who posted that joke on facebook didn’t intend it as a savage indictment of gay culture and my laughter wasn’t intended to convey my disgust at Steven Gately’s wicked, ungodly ways. Jan Moir’s intention, as far as I can tell, was to capitalise on a man’s death in order to provoke, to exacerbate, the idea that gayness is in some way different or other to society and that anything other is bad and wrong and has got to be stopped. She’s fucking wrong. She is ’cos I fucking said so. And that’s enough about that.
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