HOT PINK LEISURE SUITS
Brett Marston takes Tom Delay to task for his joke in a speech before the College Republicans:
Just look at [the Democratic] presidential candidates: it’s like they’re lost in a time warp. [. . .]
While everyone else got the memo that big-government, blame-America-first liberalism died with disco, the Howard Dean Democrats still want to party like it’s 1979!
Maybe we should thank the Democrats for shedding their moderate clothing to reveal their true Swinging-Seventies selves.
But frankly, America doesn’t need a president in a hot-pink leisure suit.
To which Brett retorts,
You think that’s funny, Mr. Delay? Keep it up, then. And as some folks in your base smirk over such not-so-subtle invocations of anti-gay animus, the rest of the country will turn away from you in shame.
I dunno. I think it’s mildly funny.
And, really, I don’t think Delay was implying that any of the candidates are homosexual any more than Pete Stark meant that Scott McInnis was gay. (Not that there’s anything wrong with that.) And it’s not as if Democrats are above a bit of gay-baiting.
And, I must admit, I don’t think we need a president in a hot pink leisure suit.
Let’s not forget South Carolina, too. Imagine Marston’s outrage if DeLay had called Dean “a bit too light in the loafers to fill President Bush’s shoes.”
What the Hell???
I read the top half the speech a few days ago and almost died laughing. I guess I was wearing my tin foil hat and missed the anti-gay undertones.
I remember the 70’s complete with (yes) hot pink and (gag) purple leisure suits.
But the irony of ironys is this “Keep it up, then. And as some folks in your base smirk over such not-so-subtle invocations of anti-gay animus, the rest of the country will turn away from you in shame.”
Quite the contrary, for over a decade now, the country has been turning away from Democrats who see racists and homophobes behind every tree.
The guy is just nutz.