Ultimately, we hate to love him — but we do, Momma! We do! As a Republican conservative, Sullivan is a true-believer and tends to see a halo around everything America does in the world. As a truly decent, truly thinks-for-himself kind of guy, he draws the line at torture camps and right-wing homo hatred. You may think that’s an easy call, but not for the fans of George W. Bush, even publically out gay ones like Sullivan. On the Republicans’ current campaign to savage gays at every possible turn, Sullivan has spoken out long, loud and — yes!– brilliantly. Here’s Andrew a few days ago on the Terri Schiavo Horror Show. (read the full article)

Is the Hottest Woman in the Solar System really a Bratz doll?

We don’t know, but when we look at Angelina Jolie, we get a little glow on and the propeller on our caps start spinning and we think maybe we’re not sooooooo queer, after all. But then again, we feel the same way about Bratz dolls, and they are HIGH HOLY QUEER BAIT!

After Ellen.com, an all-lesbian-all-the-time site that we kinda love (from a respectful distance, of course) had this to say about Angelina’s unfair living-doll advantages: "Angelina Jolie was named sexiest woman in the world by FHM magazine this week, making it the eleventy billionth time she’s won a "sexiest woman" poll (slightly edging out her 10.999 billion wins in the Female Celebrity I’d Most Like to Sleep With poll category). Seriously, guys, why don’t you have a poll for the Sexiest Woman Who Isn’t Angelina Jolie, just to give the other women a shot?"

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Jeff Fucking Gannon!

You remember Jeff Fucking Gannon — male hootchie, gay escort, the guy who wasn’t a journalist but played one on TV. The guy who was selling his piss online while he was waved into the White House briefing room so he could shill for the Bush administration by asking laudatory non-questions. The unhappy homo Jeff who happily asserted (for pay, of course) that John Kerry, if he won, and by virtue of his support from marrying sodomites, would be the "First Gay President." Yes, that Jeff Gannon. (read the full article)

In an interview last week in Vlife, Variety’s online magazine, our favorite author-provocateur Gore Vidal had a conversation with the director of Kinsey and Gods and Monsters, Bill Condon. As the subject was Kinsey and as Condon has specialized in homo-positive films, the talk was mostly about gay sex in Far Right America. Some choice Vidal excerpts:

KINSEY : "The atom bomb made absolutely no difference on foreign affairs, but Kinsey changed how the whole world looked at sex. (read the full article)

Pierre & Gilles have been a source of luridly-colored homoerotic joy ever since they first met at a party in Paris — Pierre, a magazine photographer; Gilles a middle-school art teacher — and became partners in art (as well as lovers), celebrating pop-mythology at its most homosexual and kitsch.

They have been out there since 1976, becoming so wildly fashionable that everyone hip passing through Paris — from Catherine Deneuve to Boy George to Jeff Stryker — sat in some stage of undress for their portraits. Not straight-forward portraits, you understand, but ones touched by whimsy and — dare we say it? – fairy dust. Deneuve, for starters, was re-imagined as a fairytale princess, Boy George as the Indian god Shiva playing a flute, and Jeff Stryker as a shirtless devil in sequined gold horns and sequined gold pants. (read the full article)

It’s Pigs Gone Wild! Holiday time brings out the best in a guy. The tiny hotel gym gets a select crowd after midnight, and who wouldn’t want to be everybody’s favorite exercise machine when the hot fucks start a-flying? Raging Stallion Studios brings us a most rambunctious fuck-and-suck vid, starring a hunky crew of super-sized dicks and pink assholes in the modestly titled Sexpack 7: Pigs in Heaven. You’ll find it in our members-only Inner Circle, along with over 200 other streaming vids as well as tons of photos of men in all sorts of holiday positions. Kick out the Jams, Boys!

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Ben Brantley of the New York Times really nailed it this morning when he explained why all the pop voices on Broadway sound like the American Idol contestants, and why that’s totally fucked up:

"Close your eyes and listen as their larynxes stretch and vibrate with the pain of being an underdog and the joy of being really loud. Bet you can’t tell them apart. … When it’s time for a big ballad on Broadway these days, theatergoers can pretend they are still in their living rooms, basking in the synthetic adrenaline glow of their favorite TV show.. (read the full article)

This Easter Sunday marks the third anniversary of Helen Lawson’s death. She planted her own tree and she made it grow! I think we were all saddened by the shoddy treatment Hollywood gave her when she was portrayed by Susan Hayward in Valley of the Dolls. Hayward had apparently been told to soft-pedal the fiery dynamics of this much bigger star and so phoned in a pale, restrained performance. A disgrace, really. But then Hollywood never forgave Helen for dislocating Joey Heatherton’s neck during the staircase-slapping scene in How Very Veda, the Ross Hunter remake of Mildred Pierce. (read the full article)