Not in My Backyard
Yikees. We caught us a big one here in Minnesota. To wit,

Lawmaker condemned by Holocaust survivor now accused of racism
“Rep. Arlon Lindner, already facing severe criticism over his statements about gays and lesbians and the Nazi Holocaust, was accused of racism on the House floor Monday after saying his bill to strip gays and lesbians of state human rights protections would save America from becoming ‘another African continent.'”

I am a huge fan when another lawmaker is ferreted out of congress for holding ancient social views of the world. And happier still when they tie the noose around their own neck and save us all the job of having to further expose these creeps for the screwheads they are. When a lawmakers makes a slip, as was the case with Trent Lott, or when, in the case of our own Minnesota lawmaker, Arlon Lindner, you actually propose what you think is an innocuous bill to remove same-sex privileges from the Minnesota statutes, I am happy to report that you will find yourself hunted down Tony Soprano style by a city of industry who won’t put up with that shit for a minute. Take your sad ass back to whatever dark place in Minnesota spawned your hate.

The best part of the whole ordeal is watching a feeble man like Arlon Lindner start to unravel. Under the pressure of pissed off lawmakers and ordinary citizens, you begin to see Mr. Lindner’s mad as hell – he’s painfully out of touch, he’s puzzled that the blacks and queers have numbers and are willing to fight – he tries to strengthen his defense with shrouds of racism and demented analogies that are meant to give us the fear. The deep bigotry and racism rise to the surface like a festering boil and then – POW! that shit explodes and we scream in disgust and horror. You’re done in this town Arlon.