John Derbyshire's entire piece in this week's National Review Online could be a Hall of Shame. But in the interest of space (and copyright laws) we'll limit ourselves to a few choice morsels:
Now, it is a common stereotype that the world of ballet, and of balletomanes, is heavily homosexual . . . If those numbers are correct, it seems to me deplorable. I have expressed my own love of ballet, and the pleasure it has given to me. I'd be sad to think that a sphere of activity I admire so much is dominated by one single self-interested group. Any group . . . but especially, of course, a group defined by behavior I don't much like. However, the injustice, possibly tragedy, of this imbalance is a topic for another day.
So, what is today's topic? "It really is possible to hate the sin while loving, or at least not minding, the sinner." Derbyshire wants gays to know that, though they have ruined this year's Nutcracker for him, he has no hard feelings. Sort of.
If you're homosexual and something I've written has ticked you off, look at it this way. I am ticked off, pretty much daily, by the aggressive and dishonest propaganda of the homosexualist lobbies, by their attempts to stifle my freedom of speech, and by the efforts of their extremist elements to recruit innocent kids to their practices.
It's to those gays who aren't out "recruiting" this holiday season -- the majority according to his statistics -- that Derbyshire confines his warm thoughts:
I wish you -- I really do, sincerely wish you, whether you accept my wishes or not . . . a very happy Christmas with the person you love.
See "Make Your Yuletide Gay" in National Review Online.
