The Beaglesonian credlo

I have tried, from time to time, to interest people in this blog. I have dropped it casually into conversation and then never heard it mentioned again. Of course that doesn’t mean that they aren’t reading it. Perhaps they are, and have passed along knowledge of it to others, and our readership may well be in the millions. The reason we have never heard from any of them is that they are probably scared off by our eruditeness and our articularity. Yeah, that’s probably it.

I don’t think our parents are our ancestors. If you look back on our ancestors you will see that openness about sex has varied wildly. I think, like the bible, if you have any opinion you can look back through our ancestry and find a time when that opinion is validated. You know you hear people speak of perpetuating the values of our forefathers like they are doing something noble, but of course they are only speaking of a certain subset of our forefathers, and anyway we are generally smarter now then we were then, so what is there to be proud about believing that the sun goes around the earth?

And your parents? Come on, what parents are going to be honest with their kids about what they did in their day? Have you told your daughter about all the adventures you had before she came along?

There is always this belief that any culture outside the mainstream is having more sex than the mainstream is, and I’m guessing it’s mostly a bunch of hooey. I have this image of young Beagles sidling up to a group of greasers or hippies and telling them, I don’t believe in anything that you do, and I won’t share your customs or your clothing, but I’d like to hang out with you and fuck your women. And then he wonders why he got the cold shoulder.

Again I have to accuse you of Beaglesonian heresy (see motto), open and shut case, either your are for it or against it? What the hell? Why don’t we just post a list of issues, and then you and I can check each one as to whether we are for or against it, and then we can go our separate ways and do something else with that hour or so in the morning or the evening.

There was a time when there was a fire that closed down the local gay bar, and they came to the bar where I worked. I didn’t care for their mannerisms and they tended to crowd out the buddies that I liked to talk to, but they didn’t do any harm, they didn’t steal anything, they didn’t sodomize any innocent victims, they were okay.

My most shocking moment was when one of them called out my name because he remembered me from Gage Park. Gage Park? I never imagined that anybody in Gage Park was gay.

But they were around, and wherever I went afterwards they were around, and certainly they have been present in my watercolor classes. I wonder if people wonder about me, never married, has cats, does watercolors, I’d be suspicious myself. But then so what, so what if people did think I was gay, who cares?

And what do I care if they get married. Say there was a gay couple living next door to me yesterday, and then today they got married, how has my life changed, likewise Beagles and his hypothetical and their neighbors somewhere in Cheboygan, how has their life changed?

See here the thing is, that opposition to gay marriage is pretty much based on the assumption that the world will go to hell. Beagles particularly maintained that his marriage would go to hell if gays were allowed to be married, but when pressed he would never say how that would be, just said it would. And here we are with half the nation allowing it, and none of those states appear to be going to hell, and it’s just around the corner in Michigan, and I know that Beagles knows that his life will go on just exactly the same as it did before.

And I want him to admit it. I don’t want to hear that his ISRW tells him so. I want him to explain logically and in the real world, how his life is altered, or admit that it isn’t. I believe that is the responsibility of anyone who enters this forum, and of course, of our millions of readers.