All right, now. You’ve all had your fun. Enough is most certainly enough.

Many of you out there have had your seedy chuckles at the expense of George Alan Rekers, the Family Research Council founder and fervent anti-homosexual activist who recently returned from a 10-day European gaycation with a rented male escort. (See, now you’ve got me involved in these ugly jokes. For shame.)

Self-righteous individuals who are deluded into thinking they are funny (such as Stephen Colbert) are taking their feeble shots at Mr. Rekers, but I refuse to join the cacophony of finger wagging.

I would never chase such low-hanging fruit. I have pride. From top to bottom, this blog will always be uncut, but I refuse to drag this issue out of the closet and cause a flame war. Does this make me a chicken? I don’t twink so. My advice to Rekers is to bear this juvenile humor for now, face it head on, be firm, do not try to slip out the back door. I know all of this is uncomfortable at first, Mr. Rekers, you just need to relax and eventually it will get easier. Soon the rain of men with idiotic humor will peter out, the clouds will swish away, and you will see the rainbow.

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