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On Just-Kidding Fag-Basher "Donnie Davies"

Pretty much agree with this one entirely. I can't remember the last time I called somebody a fag, ironically or otherwise, mostly because I remember the first time somebody called me a fag. I remember looking it up in the dictionary and reading something about a bundle of sticks and thinking to myself, "Why would somebody call me a bundle of sticks, how is this a worthy jab at me for wearing this bright-colored jeff cap and being scared of spiders, etc." And then it occurred to me that, ironically or otherwise, a faggot is a bundle of sticks, and the one thing people do with sticks is they burn them in fireplaces. So a faggot, to my vaguely effeminate 11-year-old self, was a person fit for burning. And I pretty much disagreed that I was fit for burning. I had some babyfatski on my at the time, and maybe that would burn for a while, but it's not like I had anything surface-wise that could ignite, and there was no way I was going to sacrifice my one lonely taint pube to find out.

Anyway Donnie Davies, ironic or not, is the faggot here--fit for burning for spewing such vile shit and then hiding behind a shitty comedic premise (gay bands vs. straight bands? come on), one big fat JK, and a slightly less big fat question mark as to whether it's real or not, which as usual is deflecting all the internet idiots from the real matter at hand here: Intent, Whether It's True Or Not, all that other stuff, is secondary to the content and execution and message, which treads so close to actual ultraconservative sentiment that parody is pretty much impossible. It's a dude parodying baseless hatred by being baselessly hateful? Sorry, I prefer my own parody of the Nazis, in which I hold my finger up to my face like a Hitler moustache, burn some Jew friends I know, and hold my other hand up and give the whole fucking thing scare quotes.

It was about a year ago when that Mothers Against Noise thing happened. Not worth teasing out the distinctions between MAN and DD/lovegodsway, or rehashing all the viral marketing red herrings programmed into MAN's comedically rich internet circa-95 writing, the Cory Arcangel-ish bent to the site that for me qualified as new media art. Christ, even if the premise of DD was "gay bands" I'd be like, OK, I remember being in high school, calling things gay, being gay, driving in my friend's beat-up Gayota, etc. But there's a call to arms involved with DD/LGW, a judgement and a witchhunt that's already too much of a possibility in this country without the help from some asshole propagating it, unwittingly or not.

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