So I was reading Electrolite this morning, and what did I find but this: General Wesley Clark is on the cover of The Advocate.
Did I wake up on Parallel Earth again? When I leave the house, will everyone have an eyepatch?
And look at him! He looks confident and relaxed, and with his overshirt hanging vulnerably open he's even vaguely sexual. This man has some great big shiny platinum-inlaid, diamond-studded brass balls. Most of the Democrats have courted the Gays to some extent or another, with their civil union proposals and so forth. Dean, of course; and I think Kerry, if I'm not completely on crack; Gephardt with his lesbian daughter; probably the rest (barring maybe Lieberman; though who knows, maybe him too?)...But that is all very manly courting and supporting.
(Thought: perhaps one thing that drew me to Howard Dean originally was the way he reminds me of Giordano Bruno, a pugnacious, sometimes abrasive little man spouting uttermost heresy.)
No-one would ever mistake Howard Dean for anything less than Dead Butch, for example. He's no metrosexual. Kerry, too. The man reeks of heterosexuality. Lieberman's sure as spitfire not going to march in any Pride Parades. They're macho, macho men. Wesley Clark, being a general and all, could very easily outdo them all in testosteronic excess. But no. Instead we get this vulnerably ambiguous cover shot. Certainly Clark has no craving for dick, and this is not to suggest otherwise. But he's being subversive. All coy and playful-like, opening himself up to say 'Hey, lookie here; I'm all yours.' It's not telegraphing merely a willingness to work for us (us, the Gays) and with us, but to be pals with us, too. 'Come to a barbecue,' his eyes are saying, and his shining white teeth. 'Flirt with my son. I'm comfortable with that. No, I won't make out with you; but I'm flattered.'
Also, he looks mad crazy hot.
That man is totally photogenic. The camera loves him. Remember when he tore that FOX anchor a new asshole? Just think of him doing that to Bush...
I am going to run out and buy a copy this afternoon. I want to read this. And I want to vote for Clark. It's crazy. We'll see if this lasts, or if it's just the heavenly light glinting off his teeth blinding me...I'll keep you posted.
(He has a tax plan, you know. And look at those teeth!)
Posted by aloysius at January 23, 2004 12:30 PM | TrackBack |Hey, my jaw dropped when I saw that image of Clark. Mad crazy hot no woof, ooh baby.
Just today, somebody sent me photos of young Howard Dean, who turns out to have been a complete hunk in his youth. Not now, though; or maybe I just haven't seen him as photographed by The Advocate.
I see vast fields of possibility opening up here.
Posted by: Teresa Nielsen Hayden on January 23, 2004 10:05 PMI predict that, for his next trick, Wesley Clark will do a photoshoot with confirmed Clarkophile Madonna for Rolling Stone, wearing only a golden lame thong and some flipflops.
Heck, those Advocate photographers could turn even me into a glorious national sex idol. (Hint, hint, guys. Come on, return my calls already. It'll be fun. It's for a good cause.)
Posted by: aloysius on January 24, 2004 09:37 PMman this and what was first on google seearch holy shit totally i hopedly fucked my thoughts of being mentally ill or a drug addict ever again
And yes i have suspitions of family and sister especially but this doesent come close phuque you. now back to thinking! yes phuque you.
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Posted by: malu on May 25, 2004 09:59 PM