January 23, 2008

• Heath Ledger is now in Hell! Praise Be To God!

  

  You just knew this was bound to happen…

  From our good friends at www.godhatesfags.com comes this:

  

  You gotta love Fred Phelps!  If I hadn’t heard a comment made by a Christian woman I know today, I’d be more surprised by this.  The comment?  “See, he shouldn’t have made that movie.”  THAT is exactly why there’s no arguing with these people.  God love the crazy Christians!

  If you’re not lucky enough to go to the Brokeback funeral, there are plenty of other picketing opportunities at godhatesfags.com:

  http://www.godhatesfags.com/schedule.html

  

  If any of you heathens are interested in the original short story that the movie was based on, you can read it here:
  
  

  http://weblog.xanga.com/CareyGLY/580401786/brokeback-mountain—short-story.html

  They were raised on small, poor ranches in opposite corners
  of the state, Jack Twist in Lightning Flat, up on the Montana border, Ennis del
  Mar from around Sage, near the Utah line, both high-school drop-out country boys
  with no prospects, brought up to hard work and privation, both rough-mannered,
  rough-spoken, inured to the stoic life. Ennis, reared by his older brother and
  sister after their parents drove off the only curve on Dead Horse Road, leaving
  them twenty-four dollars in cash and a two-mortgage ranch, applied at age
  fourteen for a hardship license that let him make the hour-long trip from the
  ranch to the high school. The pickup was old, no heater, one windshield wiper,
  and bad tires; when the transmission went, there was no money to fix it. He had
  wanted to be a sophomore, felt the word carried a kind of distinction, but the
  truck broke down short of it, pitching him directly into ranch work.

  In 1963, when he met Jack Twist, Ennis was engaged to Alma Beers. Both Jack
  and Ennis claimed to be saving money for a small spread; in Ennis’s case that
  meant a tobacco can with two five-dollar bills inside. That spring, hungry for
  any job, each had signed up with Farm and Ranch Employment—they came together on
  paper as herder and camp tender for the same sheep operation north of Signal.
  The summer range lay above the tree line on Forest Service land on Brokeback
  Mountain. It would be Jack Twist’s second summer on the mountain, Ennis’s first.
  Neither of them was twenty.  Read more…
  

  
  

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  Speaking of Godless sodomites…If anyone is going to the West Hollywood City Council meeting tonight, come say hi!

  Carey Anthony

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  hola
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  Carolina	Tue, Jan 22, 2008 at 2:49 PM
  To: carey
  Hi Careyzinho, Well, i obviously missed THE tour of tours Friday night … Alas, studies… Loved all your photos on the site …  Weren’t Luis’s photos of the kids just fabulous!??!   Studies actually leads to this email: Have you ever been to a West Hollywood City Council meeting?   Would you ever be interested in going to one?  And how about, for example, um, tonight? If the answer to either of the last 2 questions is ‘yes’, i’ll explain (if you care) … )) beijos, carolina Alternately, how would it strike you as an idea to “craft” a get-together (evening presumably but not necessarily) of “events” that would introduce me to lifestyles of the gay and famous … i.e., “spots” in WeHo which you think I might not be familiar (or even terribly comfortable) with that you’d go to with me ??  (again, will explain if this is of potential interest — and I say this largely cuz I don’t think of you as being one to “hang out” in the “scene” in WeHo but rather to be more of your own independent agent   — ahem …

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  Carey Anthony	Tue, Jan 22, 2008 at 2:53 PM
  To: “Carolina
  Oi Carolina, I’ve never been to a Weho Council meeting, but I could go with you tonight if you want. So do explain!  I’d also be happy to show you around the haunts.  What time are you thinking? GLY Carey Carolina Tue, Jan 22, 2008 at 3:06 PM To: carey anthony The meeting is at 6 pm (and a guy at the City Council said usually lasts about 2 hrs) …. at the West Hollywood Park Auditorium … It’s a bit last-minute even for me (and having to come across town at THE worst time in rush hour, grrr) but here’s the background: One of my courses this term is an online course following up one we had last term about “difference” (in every sense imaginable – social class, religion, race, gender, sexual orient, physical (e.g. blind), sociopolitical (e.g., REPUBLICANS !?!?!?) etc etc — and this term is an experiential course where we are to do a total of about 30 hours out in the community going to places in at least 3 of those “categories” of lifestyles and then writing up our reflections on the experience etc… One of listed suggestions on sociopolitical page was to attend Santa Monica City Council mtg (which i did once actually about 30 yrs ago) … which led me to think “AH! Why not a WeHo one where there would also be presumably a “milieu” i don’t usually frequent as well and a kind of  – hate this expression — “kill two birds” (not to presume,  mind you, that a WeHo city council meeting is fabulously gay, or whatever) so, that’s the deal. is that too, mmmm, ‘weird’ (?) a reason for such a trek?  And I thought, a) how could I go into your neighborhood, which i almost never make it to (anymore anyway), without looking you up, b) I suspected you might have never gone to such and would be curious yourself, and c) your own pov in the meeting as regards your “neighbors” and community politics, etc., would interest me as well, to get your take on whatever comes up that i might only be able to see “straight” on … or whatever… beijos, c

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  Carey Anthony	Tue, Jan 22, 2008 at 3:10 PM
  To: “Carolina
  I’d love to go.  You want to do an early dinner beforehand or a later one after?  You want to park here and walk over or have me meet you there? GLY [Quoted text hidden]

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