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The Gays in Spain Kiss Gently on the Plain; Tell Pope to KISS OFF!

Don’t you just love gay men?

I know I do.  I mean they are just people after all.  I generally hate people, though.  I sometimes jokingly say that gay men are sort of like black women.  There’s a lot of overlap there.  Just think about it.  Maybe that’s why I feel safer around them.  I don’t know what it is, but if I were traveling alone in some strange city, and I wanted to go out but didn’t know anyone in town, I would go to a gay bar.  Take LA, for example.  If you dropped me off in Los Angeles (and for some reason I didn’t remember I already lived here–like if I got into a horrible “you don’t remember you live here” accident and I woke up all confused and shit), and I didn’t know where I was I would go to West Hollywood.

For starters, chances are someone there would recognize me and help me put the pieces of my Life Puzzle back together.  At the gay bars I frequent in West Hollywood,  you’re going to see a lot of guys who really shouldn’t be waxing their eyebrows that much; some dude dancing on a table in his underwear; a bunch of hot straight bartenders shaking their shit for gay tips; and you’re going to get a lot of compliments and fashion tips, but what you’re not going to get is a lot of drunk asshats trying to play grab ass with you as you walk across the room.

I walk through a grinding dance club in West Hollywood, and the men make a path for me–as my friend Robert once told me, “girl, you parted the crowd like a knife through hot butter“–they don’t start trying to hump me to death like a pack of wild nutless dogs.  I walk through a grinding dance club in Hollywood, and I’ve got one hand protecting my front, and one hand protecting my back, each hand clenched over a razor blade; I can see a wayward grope coming from a mile away and I will cut you after I give you the stank eye.

But I digress.

Not everyone loves them some gays.  The Pope, for example–he’s got no love for the gays.  He was talking shit about gay marriage in Spain after Spain just legalized gay marriage.  (Dick move, dude.)  So the gays had themselves a little “queerkissflashmob” to tell the Pope to kindly stick it where the papal sun don’t shine: Continue reading

Bullfighting Banned in Barcelona!

‘Bout time!

You mess with the bull, you get the horns, you know what I'm sayin'?


Catalonia became the first region in Spain to ban bullfighting.  I must admit, when I first read the story, I kept thinking, “Why are we excited about a ban on the running of the bulls?  If crazy people want to be chased be a thundering herd of bulls, risking life, limb, and a bull horn through the back, who are we to stop them?” Then I was like, ohhhh!  Bull fighting?  Bull fighting sucks!

Its orange sands have witnessed delight and death. Generations of matadors strutted their way across Barcelona’s Monumental bullring, drawing roars of approval from the crowds as they tormented the hulking bulls with their scarlet capes before killing them with a sword-thrust between the shoulder blades.


But now bullfighting is to be banned from Barcelona and the rest of the north-eastern region of Catalonia after the local parliament today dealt a blow to Spain’s most emblematic pastime and unleashed a political battle over what some see as a threatened cultural treasure.


Deputies voted by 68 to 55 in favour of a people’s petition calling on the bullfight to be banished from a region that once played host to some of the world’s greatest fights. The last matador in Catalan history will sink his sword into the last half-tonne fighting bull at the end of next year, with the ban starting in 2012.


“It is the worst attack on culture since our transition to democracy,” said the Catalan poet Pere Gimferrer.


While some mourned the loss of a cultural jewel, the vote was hailed by animal rights campaigners worldwide. Ricky Gervais and Pamela Anderson were among the 140,000 who signed an international petition to the Catalan parliament.


“It sickens me to know that people are still paying money to see an animal suffering in such a horrific way,” Gervais said before the vote.

Bullfighting seems like some craziness that a bunch of drunk guys came up with, and for some reason people were all, “Yeah!  That really is a good idea!  Let’s piss a bull off, wave a red flag in its face, let it charge around and attempt to stomp on the face of some asshat in a gold jacket.  If the asshat wins, he’ll stabs the bull in the  back, and the crowd will go wild!  If the asshat loses, well, people love watching a fool in a sequined jacket get gored to death.  The crowd will be horrified, yet oddly titillated.  Oh, and of course we’ll have to put the bull down because, damn, bull, you can’t just go around goring motherfuckers who wave red flags in your face!  This aggression will not stand, bull!”

The bull is in a lose lose situation.  In a fair fight, if  the bull gores the matador, he would get to sip champagne and maybe get a lap dance from a cow with bedazzled spots.  But no.  Bullfighting is a bull death sentence.  These bulls have been getting a raw deal for a long time, man!  It’s about time they stopped this  bullshit.

[video of Ricky Gervais being all serious and talking about bullfighting and how it sucks, after the jump]

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Baby Jumping Festival

Wait, What Jumping Festival?

ts-baby-jumpingYesterday marked the end of the annual Colacho Baby Jumping Festival in Castrillo de Murcia in Spain.

Since 1620 Castrillo de Murcia has celebrated the Catholic festival Corpus Christi by taking part in an event that is known as El Colacho, or baby jumping.  The tradition has been ongoing since the 1620s.  In the event, grown men dressed as the Devil jump over babies born in the prior year.  The babies lie on mattresses in the street.  Check out some pictures of last year’s event here.

Not one to be xenophobic and question the rituals of other cultures, but maybe those babies should be wearing full body armor?  Getting a bunch of guys drunk on Spanish wine and having them jump over babies doesn’t sound exactly safe.