Get The Naked Gay Man Out Of My Face

NPHarrisI did not watch the Oscars show.  I’m very biased against the idea of America’s so-called capital of motion picture arts being infested, over-run and dominated by the political left – but the Hollywood motion picture institution is exactly that.  I could not help noticing a color photo of the nearly naked (and by the way a self-proclaimed homosexual) Oscars show host Neil Patrick Harris,  as a headliner on the Drudge Report.  The Daily Mail covered Mr. Harris’ shock and awe stunt and even added some homo-erotic commentary which I could have done without:

Neil Patrick Harris is adamant his Y-Fronts were not padded during his almost nude stunt on the Oscars stage.

The 41-year-old surprised both TV viewers and movie stars in attendance when he announced a presenter wearing nothing but his underwear on Sunday night.

Appearing on Live With Kelly & Michael on the Dolby Theater stage the following morning, the actor claimed there were no ‘enhancements’ when he stepped out half-nude…

Swell.  Mr. Harris is adamant that his penis and testicles really are that big, for all of you gay men out there.  I refuse to apologize for being offended and disgusted by the whole idea.  I am offended and disgusted.

1)  I’m heterosexual, 100%.

2)  This is network television, ladies and gentlemen.  This is supposed to be the forum which displays mankind’s highest intellectual achievements in  motion picture arts?

Whatever Mr. Harris does in private with his boyfriends is his business.  I don’t want to know about it.  This is one more illustration of how we’ve been methodically, relentlessly broken down by the political left, to the point where we’ll accept anything and everything as normalcy – on network television.

In The Death of the Grown-Up – How America’s Arrested Development Is Bringing Down Western Civilization, my friend Diana West alluded to the night on which U-2 band leader Bono addressed a Grammys Award audience and his “promise to ‘keep fucking up the mainstream’…”

West then went on to observe that Bono’s idea of “fucking up the mainstream”, and Bono, himself, are, and have become, the mainstream.

So, here we are, with the nearly naked homosexual actor, writer, producer, whatever, in the mainstream of an international mainstream television broadcast – and we’re expected to watch (which I did not) and accept that all of this is perfectly appropriate, clever and normal behavior.  Further, we’re to somehow be, what, amused (or aroused?), by Mr. Harris’ revelation that his genitalia are really that huge.  You can count me out.  I’m unequivocally, without apology, offended by the entire scenario.

Get the naked gay man o-u-t o-f m-y f-a-c-e.


About John L. Work

John Lloyd Work has taken the detective thriller genre and woven an occasional political thread throughout his books, morphing what was once considered an arena reserved for pure fiction into believable, terrifying, futuristic, true-to-life “faction”. He traveled the uniformed patrolman’s path, answering brutal domestic violence calls, high speed chases, homicides, suicides, armed robberies, breaking up bar fights, and the accompanying sporadic unpredictable moments of terror - which eventually come to all police officers, sometimes when least expected. He gradually absorbed the hard fact that the greatest danger a cop faces comes in the form of day-to-day encounters with emotionally disturbed, highly intoxicated people. Those experiences can wear a cop down, grinding on his own emotions and psyche. Prolonged exposure to the worst of people and people at their worst can soon make him believe that the world is a sewer. That police officer’s reality is a common thread throughout Work’s crime fiction books. Following his graduation from high school, Work studied music and became a professional performer, conductor and teacher. Life made a sudden, unexpected turn when, one afternoon in 1976, his cousin, who eventually became the Chief of the Ontario, California, Police Department, talked him into riding along during a patrol shift. The musician was hooked into becoming a police officer. After working for two years as a reserve officer in Southern California and in Boulder, Colorado, he joined the Longmont, Colorado Police Department. Work served there for seven years, investigating crimes as a patrolman, detective and patrol sergeant. In 1989 he joined the Adams County, Colorado Sheriff’s Office, where he soon learned that locking a criminal up inside a jail or prison does not put him out of business. As a sheriff’s detective he investigated hundreds of crimes, including eleven contract murder conspiracies which originated “inside the walls”. While serving on the Adams County North Metro Gang Task Force and as a member of the Colorado Security Threat Intelligence Network Group (STING), Work designed a seminar on how a criminal’s mind formulates his victim selection strategy. Over a period of six years he taught that class in sheriff’s academies and colleges throughout Colorado. He saw the world of crime both inside the walls and out on the streets. His final experiences in the criminal law field were with the Colorado State Public Defender’s Office, where for nearly two years he investigated felonies from the defense side of the Courtroom. Twenty-two years of observing human nature at its worst, combined with watching some profound changes in America’s culture and political institutions, provided plenty of material for his first three books. A self-published author, he just finished writing his tenth thriller.
This entry was posted in Uncategorized and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink.

One Response to Get The Naked Gay Man Out Of My Face

  1. James Clark says:

    They used to keep it in the bedroom, now they flaunt it. It is sickening.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s