“The pictures on the Rentboy.com profile show a shirtless young man with delicate features, guileless eyes, and sun-kissed, hairless skin. The profile touts his ‘smooth, sweet, tight ass’ and ‘perfectly built 8 inch cock (uncut)’ and explains he is ‘sensual,’ ‘wild,’ and ‘up for anything’ — as long you ask first.”…. Here’s a post about a major evangelical anti-gay leader going on a fuckcation with a male prostitute. George Rekers was a co-founder of James Dobson’s Family Research Council, the Super Christian Lobbying Group of assholes who we still kind of like, because they put on the hilarious Values Voters Summit every year. This is when America’s crazy people come to D.C. to yell about fags a lot. And then they all go to their hotels and have gay homosexual anal sex with each other, which, experts believe, could be considered hypocritical.
If I’ve said it once, I’ve said it a thousand million times: I couldn’t care less what consenting adults do behind closed doors. If you want to bugger a goat- and the goat’s OK with that- then knock yourself out, Bubba. I’m profoundly ambivalent about homosexuality, because it’s not an issue for me. You love who you love…and it’s no one else’s g——-n business, capice?
The ONLY reason that this is even newsworthy to me is because of the rank hypocrisy in play. Rekers, who along with the other troglodytes at the Family Research Council (get you own damn link…I’m not about to dignify these creeps), has built a career on gay-bashing, is apparently not above tasting the Forbidden Fruit himself (Hmm…research??). If he diddled livestock, I couldn’t care less- except for the part where he and his fellow travelers have decided to build their Jesus-y empire on the soft, hypocritical sands of working tirelessly against “special rights” for homosexuals. Despite their self-ascribed moral superiority, Rekers and his fellow “Christian” zealots don’t get to have things both ways. You don’t get to wax self-righteous about the evils of homosexuality…as you’re vacationing with a male prostitute. How about y’all show me where it says in the Bible that being a hypocrite is consistent with living a Christ-like life…and that really IS what y’all are about, isn’t it? Or is it that you really just need someone to hate in order to keep those donations rolling in from your ignorant, unquestioning, uber-Jesus-y knuckle-dragging followers?
Yes, but he’s doing the Lord’s work…. Yes, but I’d hazard a guess that doing the Lord’s work doesn’t require a male prostitute, a tube of AstroGlide, and a pack of condoms…or did I sleep though that lesson when my parents forced me to go to Sunday School?
Besides introducing a new euphemism (“carrying luggage”) into the American popular lexicon, Rekers has been exposed as a bald-faced liar and a world-class hypocrite.
The escort, dubbed “Lucien” by the Miami New Times, told the paper that Rekers paid him to provide daily massages, in the nude. The massages included Rekers’ favorite move, Lucien said, which he dubbed “the long stroke.”
“Rekers liked to be rubbed down there,” he said. He originally said the two did not have sex.
The sexual aspect of the story is something I could really live about. If Rekers wants to pork the tailpipe of a 2011 Porsche Carrera…well, as long as he’s got plenty of lubrication, who cares? No, of far more interest to me is the rank hypocrisy, as demonstrated by Rekers’ lame attempt to rationalize hiring a young boy to “carry his luggage”. Yes, this may just be the most irrationally hilariously excuse EVER:
If you talk with my travel assistant that the story called “Lucien,” you will find I spent a great deal of time sharing scientific information on the desirability of abandoning homosexual intercourse, and I shared the Gospel of Jesus Christ with him in great detail.
Hmm…I’m still thinking that “carrying luggage” is far less awkward than “sharing scientific information on the desirability of abandoning homosexual intercourse”…but that’s just my take on it. And if you believe that Rekers was only trying to save a young man from traveling the fruitless, soul-crushing path that is homosexuality…well, I have some swampland in Florida that I’d love to show you….
In some of the reading I’ve done over the past couple of days, I’ve run across research indicating that homophobic men are far more likely to be sexually aroused by images of gay sex than straight men. If your career is built on your Jesus-y moral rectitude, one might begin to understand how this could potentially present a problem. Here’s the thing, though; this sort of “problem” just doesn’t go away simply because it’s inconvenient and hazardous to your career. You can’t just “pray the gay away”. One’s sexuality tends to be what it is. The problem lies in how one chooses to accept that reality…or not. In Rekers’ case, he’s gone overboard in building his career on “curing” homosexuality…perhaps as camouflage for the urges he recognized and came to despise in himself.
What I find truly delicious about Rekers’ hypocrisy (and am enjoying perhaps more than I should) is that the Family Research Council is slowly being revealed to be little more than a collection of closeted hateful bigots. FRC’s intolerant homophobes are as much about the teachings of Jesus as Hermann Goering was about Passover. Perhaps the real reason that FRC is so virulently anti-gay is that they’re secretly terrified of their own sexuality, which is probably buried about as deeply as George W. Bush’s conscience.
What George Rekers does behind closed doors, and who he does it with, is really no one else’s business- except for the reality that he’s injected himself and his “morality” into the sexuality of so many Americans. Perhaps if he just stopped the lying and came out and admitted that he understands that not everyone loves the same way, we could just forgive and move on. Perhaps if he admitted that people love who they love, and neither he nor anyone else has the right to force their narrow, ignorant morality on anyone else, we could focus on things that really, truly matter. Perhaps if he just admitted his hypocrisy and asked for forgiveness, he and the rest of the Jesus-y FRC zealots could concentrate on actually living Christ-like lives. You remember what that’s like, don’t you?…love, charity, tolerance, compassion?
Why does who (and how) someone loves even need to be an issue? With all the suffering and tragedy extant today, you’d think that FRC and their fellow travelers could somehow find their way to doing some good and making a difference, instead of working to oppress, despise, and marginalize those they disagree with.
Somewhere warm and breezy, Jesus is weeping in his Corona….
Tune in tomorrow, when Pastor Ted Haggard talks about his wildly popular new fragrance, Gay Be Gone!! Praise Jeebus!!
