Paper Popularizes PERVERSION
The article was about a film entitled The Last Gospel of the Pagan Babies, based on one of the homosexual’s “story of growing up in a flamboyant and openly gay community [1982-2007] in a southern city where few thought that sort of thing could happen.” Indeed, the claim was made that this exotic community has “roots” going all the way back to the Civil War, as if that’s any different from similar communities in cities everywhere.
The point of the film was that perversion has finally been recognized as a sort of “special” blessing. The film’s producer said she had an “epiphany” about an extraordinary time with these extraordinary (special) people while on a visit to Lexington, Ky., where she had once resided.
The producer spoke of “a time when homosexuality was taboo and fairness ordinances and same-sex marriages were unimaginable,” and claimed this as part of the reason for her documentary. Homosexuality is still taboo and same-sex marriages are still unimaginable, with no laws that make homosexuals a protected species changing anything except allowing a raid on the treasuries of all governments, as well as forcing the vast majority of “straights” to relinquish their rights concerning hiring or servicing people against their will.
In 2012, a small cloth-printing company, Hands On Originals, refused account religious convictions to print a homosexual message on T-shirts advertising a “gay pride parade” sponsored by a local LGBTQ outfit. The Herald-Leader led an attempt to encourage boycotts of HOO that would bankrupt it, even advertising/encouraging a “protest” against the business. The LGBTQ organization predictably brought charges before the Lexington Human Rights Commission, which predictably convicted HOO of discrimination.
In March of 2013, the Kentucky Legislature was fed up with this stuff and to its credit passed HB 279 that protected sincerely held religious beliefs from infringement unless there is a compelling governmental interest. Predictably, Obama-sycophant Governor Beshear vetoed the act, whereupon his veto was overridden 79-15 and 32-6 by the House and Senate, respectively, better than 6 to 1. This vindicated HOO and made the LGBTQ action moot.
Whereas the homosexual “climate” in Lexington (featuring artistic and super-sophisticated icons of intellect, as the film would have it) is replicated everywhere, perhaps few places have had as much newspaper exposure/backing as in Lexington. A decade ago, unrelenting reams of front-page and inside columns and pictures were devoted to the (gasp) uniqueness of two homosexuals in hiring a woman to use their sperm (at least allegedly) on two occasions—just $9,000 a pop—to bear their own alleged offspring.
Quads resulted from the first “pop” (with one fetus medically killed in the womb), but only one child from the second. The consequent history, including a protective order of one of the men against the other, has been lurid. The surrogate “mother,” probably realizing she could be stuck with the five children to add to her three others, petitioned the court to give up all parental rights to her own children but was turned down by the judge, who claimed that all children should have both father and mother.
Later, in court documents it was revealed that the men had broken up two months before the birth of the quads but stayed together in the same house. One of the men revealed that the other began “dating” another homosexual and brought him into the home, so then there were three dads. Get the picture? This is the H-L’s definition of family.
In 2006, the Herald-Leader noticed that a student had been expelled from the University of the Cumberlands, Williamsburg, Ky., account his homosexuality, as the paper would have it. This was not true. The student had flaunted it on Facebook and pictured young men kissing each other. Homosexual BEHAVIOR was disallowed and this was made clear in the school’s book of rules.
On seven days of a nine-day period, the paper made the subject front-page-above-the-fold stuff. In addition to the huge front-page segments, pictures, and headlines, the paper dedicated pages and feet (not inches) of columns and pictures to the subject on its interior pages, all in the front (A) “news, editorial, op-ed” section and advertised a grand protest in Williamsburg that drew maybe 35 people from all over the state—a complete fizzle. This was a profound hatchet job meant to ruin the school, which had 1,700 students then but more than 3,700 now.
The paper’s obsession with perversion as normal (an impossibility) may be due to its slavic bow to political correctness or maybe just because of the policies of its owner, McClatchy. It’s passing strange.
And so it goes.