Not even a hussy named Irene could keep gays from their appointed rounds. When the monster hurricane slithered up the east coast during the week of August 21, and wreaked increasing havoc with every landfall, New Yorkers braced for impact. City slickers stocked up on so many bottles of water, D batteries and flashlights that entire stores were picked clean. But the Stonewall Inn, which has weathered more than just rain and wind in its long life, simply boarded up the windows and hung out the rainbow flags to let everyone know they were open as usual. While the storm thundered outside, a hurricane party raged on indoors.
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“This is a napkin. I can call this napkin a paper towel. But it is a napkin. Why? Because it is what it is. You can call it whatever you want, but it doesn’t change the character of what it is. People come out and say marriage is something else. ‘Marriage’ is the marriage of five people, 10, 20, marriage can be between fathers and daughters, marriage can be between any two people, any four people; any kind of relationship. And we can call it marriage. But it doesn’t make it marriage.”
—GOP presidential hopeful Rick Santorum, former Senator from Pennsylvania, waxing philosophical about the myriad meanings of marriage at an Iowa campaign stop in August. A few days later, he used the same metaphor, replacing the napkin and paper towel with water and beer, respectively. For his next trick, we suggest he use something really hard to tell apart—like Cher and a drag queen impersonator, or a Gucci bag and its Canal Street knockoff.