The View from Second Class

I thought about titling this "The View from Steerage," but I don't want to be hyperbolic or anything. So I'll settle for full-on snarkiness. Mere days after being officially relegated to second-class citizenship in Arizona, it's so refreshing to open the Sunday paper and realize that you're going to be subjected to a weekly reminder of that fact.

This has been going on for two weeks now, and--amazingly--there has not been a single letter to the editor complaining about people shoving their bedroom behavior either in our faces or down our throats, whichever metaphor you prefer, in half-page stories in the Sunday paper that teh childrenz might get their hands on. Straight people do have the right to have relationships and draw up contracts (apparently even more than once if it doesn't work out the first or second or third time) but their constant need to parade their orientation to the rest of us is just so icky. Well, what else do you expect from the liberal Socialist media?

Good omens: Both Tiffani and Marc were married before

Because nothing is a better omen of future success than past failure. Go, straight people, go!