Bob dineen

I'm a gay civil servant in Los Angeles with a lot to say and, thank God, enough time to say it!

Well, where to start? My interests pretty much sums it all up, but I guess there are a few things unspoken. I'm a New York City native, born there 45 years ago this June and, though I've found a measure of happiness in Los Angeles, one never really leaves New York behind. Some days, it seems that returning to the BA is the panacea for all of my cares and troubles...other days, it seems as if it would only exacerbate them.

I believe that we are rapidly approaching our final days on this planet, and that George W. Bush is the anti-Christ of song and legend. I believe that, thanks to the 51% of the electorate that was blinded by the bullshit - as the prophets predicted - are solely responsible for the eventual downfall of the American empire and the return of an un-ordered chaos on the planet. Thank you, red states. While I don't know that John Kerry would have done anything to help this country, I do believe that he wouldn't do anything to harm it. One cannot say that about Mr. Bush.

I have been in a long-term, but non-exclusive, partnership for twelve years - besting 9 out of 10 of my high school and college friends for relationship longevity - but, of course, it's not official so who cares, Edith? I adore my partner, will never leave him - and pray every day for just five minutes away from him. See, I'm just like every other person on the planet....

I've a Bachelors Degree from a fine university in a place that I do not mention because it makes me break out in hives; my many careers have taken me all over the globe - literally, from Aberdeen to Zaire; afforded me the opportunity to mingle with the mighty and powerful and the down-on-their luck and lowly; and made me wonder why the stereotype of a gay man is a g-string wearing, glittered beard-sporting, float-riding, limp-wristed, lisping and effeminate man - when I am none of those things but still consider myself a full-tilt fag.

I love Ben Sherman and Kenneth Cole and John Varvatos, but am invariably the most comfortable in a pair of ratty Levis and a Hawaiian shirt; my favorite actors are too many to mention, but only Nicole Kidman rocks my boat in the actress category; my musical tastes run from country to opera, oldies to New Age, pop to techno - but Carlos Ponce makes me damp; I read the newspaper, Time, GQ, Details, Los Angelenos, Vanity Fair and James Patterson; my tastes in TV range from CSI to Trading Spaces; and my list of films is empty because I stopped having the patience to watch anything for more than 30 minutes.

I detest injustice and inhumanity and insolence and insouciance and insubordination and intolerance and inbreeding; I adore justice and humanity and cooperation and amity and obedience and tolerance and a gene string that doesn't have the exact same chromosomes in all of its cells. As far as I'm concerned, nothing exists between Los Angeles and New York City except a five hour flight over the red plague, and the south should have been destroyed when we had the chance. To me, there is nothing worse than a person that espouses an anti-abortion stance, while killing the abortionist and hunting Bambi. It's hypocritical, un-American and completely redneck - and as my momma used to say, the only good redneck is a dead redneck.

If you want to send a hit squad to off me, drop me a line....I'm only too happy to provide you with my location, because living in this world that is being overtaken by people with an IQ smaller than their shoe size is not my idea of living.