The Gay Ghost Speaks

I am the gay ghost.  You can't see me, but you feel my presence.
I haunt your every waking hour.  There are times when you toss, turn and thrash about in sleep trying to escape me.  Daylight hours find you screaming at my living brethren in a futile attempt to put me to rest.  You have been schooled in intolerance regarding my existence.
These lessons have manifested into self-loathing masked as morality.  There will never be an escape from me as long as you are unable to accept yourself.  I have no pity.  I am the gay ghost.

Really?

What is it about my conservative brethren that will allow them to vote into office a man who promises to lower his own taxes, demolish social services, raise prices at Walmart and Target, destroy the environment, increase cancer risk among women, deprive old folks of medical care and repeal any gay rights achievements.... Why? Come on, is it the black guy? You do know voting for the white guy is not going to make you rich. You do know you are going to have to learn to live with the wages you now earn with less benefits and fewer police, firemen and teachers. You do know that old bridge you drive over every day may collapse due to lack of maintenance or low bid contracts. You do know we will become Greece, not because of increased government spending, but because the wealthy refuse to pay taxes. If this is your idea of America, or Amercia in Mittenese, then do your thing. Then pray for forgiveness after you see the true consequences of being a Fox fed, low information sheep in voters guise.