Thursday, November 20, 2008

Gay activism - the fascism de nos jour

First off, let me state for the record that I hold the Catholic Church's teaching about same-sex attraction:

2358 The number of men and women who have deep-seated homosexual tendencies is not negligible. This inclination, which is objectively disordered, constitutes for most of them a trial. They must be accepted with respect, compassion, and sensitivity. Every sign of unjust discrimination in their regard should be avoided. These persons are called to fulfill God's will in their lives and, if they are Christians, to unite to the sacrifice of the Lord's Cross the difficulties they may encounter from their condition.

There is most definitely something of the night about gay activists and it seems to be getting worse. Martin Kelly reports the disruption of an evangelical prayer service in the States. With knowing irony the perpetrators dressed themselves in pink scarves to look like the Only Gay Al-Qaeda Cell In The Village.

So gay activists are aping Islamofascists. I've long thought of fascism in connection with Peter Tachell: I admire Tatchell's stand against Iran and Mugabe, but he has a nasty habit of, well, fascist behaviour. How else would you describe the intimidation of churchgoers and clergy when he arrived mob-handed and disrupted Holy Mass on Palm Sunday 2004? He pulled the same stunt at the Synod of the Church of England (though I would note that he stops short of trying the same trick outside Finsbury Park Mosque on a Friday afternoon - I wonder why?). He's very much an advocate the SORs and I guess would see the consequent suppression of Catholic organisations as cracking eggs to make this particular omelette.

On a more personal level he always seems to be in black and until recently had a penchant for leather jackets. Then there is the love of street violence and shouting others down. I've commented elsewhere on his creepy views about indoctrinating children in his, ahem, rather queer version of human sexuality. It all adds up to something a bit nasty. Add to this the fact that he's a Green Party parliamentary candidate - I've logged my own thoughts before about extreme ecomaniacs, eugenics and fascism.

What's even more sinister is the deletion of an article on wiki about 'Gay Fascism'. it would seem that some ideas are becoming unthinkable or unsayable. Thankfully there is a useful site called deletionpedia that archives such pages.

Finally this via Mark Shea: a group of evangelical Christians is physically assaulted by the Sturmabteilung of the San Francisco gay community:

I went to the Castro (the homosexual district of San Francisco) like we usually do on Friday nights. Normally, we sit on 18th and Castro, and someone plays the guitar, and we all worship God. Sometimes a person will yell at us, or maybe a few. Sometimes people will ignore us. Sometimes people will let us pray with them.
This time was not a normal night. It was the first time we'd been back in the Castro to do our normal outreach since California Proposition 8, which defined marriage as "one man with one woman" was passed. We played the guitar and sang together and worshiped the Lord. After just singing and worshiping God for a while, Roger decided that we should all hold hands in a circle and continue singing. So we did.
Someone (Actually a person who came up and hugged and kissed some of us who he knew from the past) convinced some people that we were there to protest against the no on 8 campaign.
Then some guy who was dressed up like one of the sisters (The sisters of perpetual indulgence is a group of men who dress up like nuns and call themselves the spiritual authority of the Castro.) took a curtain-type thing (Which I think they use to curse people) and wrapped it around us.
Then a crowd started gathering. We began to sing "Amazing Grace", and basically sang that song the whole night. (At some points we also sang "Nothing but the Blood of Jesus" and "Oh the Blood of Jesus".) At first, they just shouted at us, using crude, rude, and foul language and calling us names like "haters" and "bigots". Since it was a long night, I can't even begin to remember all of the things that were shouted and/or chanted at us. Then, they started throwing hot coffee, soda and alcohol on us and spitting (and maybe even peeing) on us. Then, a group of guys surrounded us with whistles, and blasted them inches away from our ears continually. Then, they started getting violent and started shoving us. At one point a man tried to steal one of our Bibles. Chrisdene noticed, so she walked up to him and said "Hey, that's not yours, can you please give it back?". He responded by hitting her on the head with the Bible, shoving her to the ground, and kicking her. I called the cops, and when they got there, they pulled her out of the circle and asked her if she wanted to press charges. She said "No, tell him I forgive him." Afterwards, she didn't rejoin us in the circle, but she made friends with one of the people in the crowd, and really connected heart to heart. Roger got death threats. As the leader of our group, people looked him in the eyes and said "I am going to kill you.", and they were serious. A cop heard one of them, and confronted him. (This part is kinda graphic, so you should skip the paragraph if you don't want to be offended.) It wasn't long before the violence turned to perversion. They were touching and grabbing me, and trying to shove things in my butt, and even trying to take off my pants - basically trying to molest me. I used one hand to hold my pants up, while I used the other arm to hold one of the girls. The guys huddled around all the girls, and protected them. Soon after, the cops came and stood between us and the mob. When it was getting more heated, the cops were like "You guys should leave." and Roger said "We want to stay." Someone tried to steal my backpack, but I tapped a cop on the shoulder, and said "Hey, that's my bag." and he got it from him and gave it to me. Others weren't so lucky. Probably half our team got their jackets stolen. Eventually, as the crowd was getting more and more uncontrollable, the cops were afraid for our lives, so they escorted us to our van. (The cops were very nice to us from start to finish.) Our van was parked pretty far because it was hard to find parking that day. As the cops escorted us, the mob followed us, until the cops formed a line, and held off the people so we could drive away. We took the long way home, just in case anyone tried to follow us. When we got home, we prayed and sang more, and then prayed over each-other. Please know my heart. All of what we do is for the Love of Jesus Christ, and the love for those in the Castro. The Bible says to love God, and then love people. We can only love because He loved us first. We can't hate the people because they are just broken and blinded by the spirit of this age. Our battle is not against flesh and blood, but against Principalities and Powers. It's not a political thing, we just love the people. This is the raw footage of the walk from 18th and Castro Street to our car. It was only the very tail end of the night and says that we were all about prop8... when in reality we had nothing to do with prop 8 this night.

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Blogger leutgeb said...

The link you give concludes:

'London police arrived on the scene at Westminster Cathedral but missed the incident.'

Must be a least a five minute walk to New Scotland Yard.

8:27 PM  
Blogger Martin said...


As ususal, Shea says it in a word.

Not blackshirts, but blackshorts.

4:42 AM  
Blogger Paulinus said...


Maybe they had donuts to finish before they got there.


Mark Shea says everything better than I ever could.

6:52 PM  

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