…another right wing closet case?
Speculations about McClellan’s sexual orientation aren’t new, but I think they are interesting in the context of his new White House expose. McClellan’s mom has been active in Texas politics for decades and was the governor of Austin from 1977-1983. Back in Bush’s days as governor McClellan was reportedly a regular at Austin gay bars. There are also rumors that he had a “special relationship” with phony White House reporter/male escort Jeff Gannon. What’s with all these right-wing fags surfacing during Bush’s presidency?
Still, the fact that McClellan has come out with this book is somewhat commendable, it suggests that he has some sort of self awareness/conscience. It is definately too little, too late, though. As Press Secretary during the 2004 election he had a pretty tough job, which required him to lie left and right. If I remember correctly he was a pretty shitty liar, he always looked so uncomfortable! He was obviously cognizant of the war agenda he writes about in his book, and he could have done something about it then. He finally resigned three years into the job but waited until now to air his grievances
As far as the gay thing, I don’t really know. Back in his college days he was a fraternity douche. I bet he has a few tendencies but you can’t really call him gay. I think he’s just a “straight” guy who just really likes to suck come cock every now and then.
Seeing someone you only see on YouTube or in magazines and whose art you completely adore is quite surreal… It’s like a photograph that has come to life and you’re the photographer, capturing memories of what you are apart of. I try not to have expectations but my anticipation suggested the show would be nothing less than incredible…and it was. We were so close…Beth almost got hit in the head with Allison’s microphone. It was also the hottest day of Portland (90+) and everyone was swimming in each other’s perspiration. Despite the heat, the Kills pulled off a rapturous performance catering to their followers whom were uninhibited, unleashing passionate screams and singing along to the music…and dancing! In Portland’s typical “stand-and-nod” mark of approval, the audience’s reaction was quite a success.
After the show, I went to check out The Kills’ afterparty at Dunes, where I heard they would be spinning records. I’m always interested in what my favorite artists are into and I had a feeling their music selection would be top shelf. The show was such a vampy energy suck. I didn’t leave the house until 1AM. Luckily, the weather was still warm and the scooter ride across town was reviving. Once I arrived at Dune’s discreet location, I finally realized what “Midnight Boom” was all about… It’s about being nocturnal and getting the party started after everyone else has retired for the evening. The bar’s atmosphere was dense with purple smoke from cigarettes and a smoke machine. Fancy, young hipsters were dancing to some incredible underground vibes I hadn’t heard before. The Kills were spinning records in the back, facing a mirror and dancing as they were filmed. I arrived alone, danced a bit and stood by the bar for the most part, just people watching. I did end up meeting Allison Mosshart at the bar but found myself extremely starstruck and couldn’t really translate the complete admiration and borderline obsession I have for her band into words. In such moments, when all else fails: talk about the weather.
