Posts Tagged ‘Boystown
Threadless.com is a fun tee shirt shop here in Boystown with designs submitted by artists around the world.
Every week, they have 10 or so new designs…and most of them have a decidedly Lefty bent, mocking religion and conservatism on occasion…because that’s what people raised Democrat think is funny.
I have never seen anything at Threadless mock Democrats until now.
This shirt depicts the Statue of Liberty being subjected to a nude TSA scan…where you can see graphic anatomy under her toga.
It’s been a big seller in the store, as people increasingly become angered over the Obama administration’s encroachments on our personal liberties.
Democrats and the Left (redundancy alert!) are in real trouble if they lose the Threadless market of witty, clever, young hipsters.
Democrats and the Left do not have the hold on gays they think they do…and every day it seems I discover another Conservative who is afraid to speak out openly and reveal him or herself, for fear of bullying from the Left.
Since I came out as a conservative writer and activist, I have been bullied aggressively by various gay websites (mainly based in New York) and by self-appointed “gay leaders” here in Boystown…people who have charged themselves with keeping gays on the Democrat reservation.
Anyone who stands up as a conservative and speaks out against the Left must be destroyed, lest others dare to follow suit, and all Hell breaks loose for the Left when gays stop blind voting Democrat…just because they are told to, or bullied into it.
Last week, when I did a lot of TV, print, and radio interviews about the voter fraud Democrats repeatedly engage in every election — using ACORN, the unions, Organizing for America, and the George Soros-funded Secretaries of State project to register cartoon characters to vote, vote for dead people, and intimidate people to vote Democrat or otherwise prevent them from voting Republican — a surprising number of people saw my spots here in Boystown.
Last night, a waitress in a diner I like called me over to her station when I was leaving.
“Were you on TV last week?,” she asked me, taking her glasses off and drawing me in close so she could whisper.
“Yes,” I told her. “What show did you see?”.
“I don’t know, some local news thing. You were talking about voter fraud and had a blue shirt on and I told my partner that you were a customer and she didn’t believe me. I told her I knew you and that you lived in the neighborhood and we couldn’t believe you were calling Democrats out for all the bad things they do. I started waving at the TV I got so excited, because I couldn’t believe you were doing that. My partner made fun of me because I know you couldn’t see me, but I was so excited I just kept waving because I know you. Those bastards need to stop rigging elections”.
Shirley is a lesbian in her 50s, with sassy red hair and more than a passing resemblance to Debbie Novotny from Queer as Folk. She’s brash, loud, and opinionated…the kind of waitress you will tell you to “eat all your damn vegetables or no dessert” and who gives you a big hug if she hasn’t seen you in a while. She tells little twinks when they look ridiculous trying to rock the latest bizarre fad and will randomly seat a guy at your table if you are having dinner alone and she thinks you two might hit it off.
I never in my life would have guessed she was a Republican.
But, she and her partner are.
She and her circle of friends are.
Because Democrats have never done a damn thing that benefits their lives, and they know this. High taxes do nothing to help lesbians. Big government and oppressive legislation does nothing to benefit the businesses lesbians run…as many are entrepreneurs and small business owners. Democrats, and the Obamaconomy, sure have not helped Shirley’s tips at the diner.
But, Shirley keeps quiet because she doesn’t want to be made a pariah in Boystown for being Republican…not when she’s already treated like the odd woman out for being an older lesbian Auntie in a whirl of gay guys largely fixated on themselves.
In addition to Shirley, in the past week I’ve had everyone from bartenders to go-go boys to random patrons in the bars on Halsted come up to me and tell me that they feel the exact same way about the Democrat party and the fraud it commits.
All of them say the same thing: they are afraid, as gay men and women, to speak out about any of this because they do not want the Left to hammer down on them for being conservative.
“The Tolerant Left” does not allow gays to leave the reservation.
It’s high time conservative gays…and Conservatives at large who are our straight allies…start hitting back hard whenever Democrats and the Left (redundancy alert!) bully and berate gay people for voicing conservative opinions and calling Democrats out for their hypocrisy and identity-bloc politics.
Just because you are a guy who dates guys doesn’t mean you need to do whatever the Left tells you to.
Just because you are a lesbian it doesn’t mean you have to shut up and fall in line.
It’s sad people, especially those who work in the nightlife and service industry here in Boystown, literally fear for their jobs because they are conservative. Since they work in gay establishments, they are scared the “tolerant” owners of these businesses (many of whom are the self-appointed “gay leaders” of the community) will fire them if they are not slaves to Leftism and unthinking little followers of whatever Democrat bullies dictate.
I honestly never knew there were this many underground conservatives in Boystown, of all places, right here in Chicago.
If there are this many here, then the Left is in real trouble, especially if something as simple as me going on TV and talking about voter fraud can draw this many of them out.
Just imagine what a sustained push against the bullying of the Left — by all gay conservatives — would do.
If we can show the Shirleys of Boystown that it’s safe to stand up and speak out, that the Left’s bullies can’t really hurt them in the end, and that the “gay leaders” of Boystown really can’t in the end fire them for having conservative perspectives…then we can really deal the Left one serious blow.
Thoughts on how to make this happen?
Early this morning, HillBuzz crossed the 13 million hits milestone.
That’s 13 million hits since we debuted on WordPress in August of 2008.
Thanks to everyone who helped,make this happen…and for making HB the 11,000th most popular site in the US.
67,000th most popular site in any language in the entire world.
Not too bad for a bunch of gay Hillary Dems in Boystown turned conservative activists and Palin Republicans.
Nightspots is a weekly free publication in Boystown mostly known for its photos of who was where, and when, at all the local bars.
But, in edition to that, Nightspots runs little political catoons that have been turning more and more conservative.
They’ve hit the Left for being pro-Ground Zero Victory Mosque and they’ve lampooned gays for blindly voting Democrat again and again when Democrats really just use us as a gAyTM and then break all their myriad promises to the community.
Nightspots has now made fun of the Left’s bizarre outrage over Bristol Palin making it to a dancing show’s finale.
Every day, Democrats seem to lose a few more gays who dare to wander off the reservation, never to return.
I laughed when I read this because I used to do special projects at Northwestern and my ex Jacobi went there for dance, so I know it well…and actually really like the school and the people there.
Yes…they are Obama zombies mainly, but they are Midwestern nice, and when I freelanced for them they were one of the few educational entities that paid their invoices on time.
BUT there is this thing they do, to this day, that they think is funny but I see as obnoxious.
At football games, whenever their feathers are ruffled, they stand up and hold out their right arms, then shake their hands like they are jingling keys.
As if the opposing big ten school – all state colleges – is comprised of future valets who will be parking their cars.
Everyone at Northwestern does this…including the high up VPs, Development Directors, etc. They think it is hilarious and it is as much a part of school tradition as wearing purple every Friday.
What’s really funny is that Jacobi is a bartender in Boystown and has no plan for doing anything else in life. He went to Cincinnati Day School, then Northwestern for dance, did a brief stint as a burlesque dancer, and then landed the gig behind a bar.
So, a Northwestern grad I know – who I am sure dangled imaginary keys at his “inferiors” – spends every night lugging bottles, taking out garbage, and cleaning up after drunks…many of whom he might have mocked while at Northwestern.
I am sure he still thinks he is better than people who went to state schools…and when we were together he took shots at Governor Palin for not going to an expensive private school.
That elitism was drilled into him, along with his Leftism.
It will always be there…and the article above tells me Jacobi is not the only Northwestern grad, or Leftist, like this.
No matter how much anonymous puke he slopped up in the bathroom tonight.
I think this is fascinating, because never in a million years would I ever go up to a stranger and ask him what he was doing.
I have told you before that if I am out in Boystown and get an idea for a column, I whip out my little Bruce Chatwin moleskin and a pen and sketch the basics out before I forget it.
Within moments of doing this, without fail, some drunk I don’t know will always ask me “Why are you writing?”.
Not WHAT, but WHY…as in, they can’t remember the last time they saw someone doing that.
I like telling these noseyparkers that “I am thinking up baby names because my wife is pregnant again. Man, I can’t believe it. This is our fifth. Here, let me tell you the intimate details of each of those messy, messy births. Vagina!”.
That, or if it is Saturday night, I like saying I am writing prayers to say in church tomorrow or listing my favorite religious songs so I can request them at mass in the morning.
Either of these results in the shape of a nosey gay man being left in the wall, Tex Avery style, as he flees the bar to get away from me.
Well, a few weeks ago, I figured out how to write HB posts from my phone, like I am doing right now.
So, I can skip the notebook and just write HB while on the go. I have even created a little Marauders’ Map of Boystown identifying all of the electrical sockets I can use in each bar, restaurant, cupcakery, coffee shop, store, and theater in a five mile radius.
If I am recharging, like I am now, staring out the bay window of Roscoe’s near the pool table, someone – without fail – will come up to me after five minutes and say “You text a lot”.
Not a question…just this inaccurate comment.
I very rarely text and only really use the phone for HB. I only talk on it when I call into radio shows.
I think it’s fascinating that writing with pen and paper instantly freaks guys in Boystown out…and makes them to demand to know WHY I am writing…and spending more than five minutes thumb typing on this little T-Mobile Vibrant makes them comment on how much I am typing.
I honestly would never keep track of how long someone I didn’t know was on the phone, and I sure wouldn’t ask him why he was using a pen and paper.
But, I also would never ask anyone what nationality he is but we all know how often that Nationality Expert garbage happens here.
Only in Chicago!
I don’t know who is doing this, but these posters are popping up everywhere here in Boystown.
Have you seen them by you?
This is a new hobby of mine.
Whenever I see someone wearing a Che Guevara shirt, I ask him who that was.
I have yet to meet anyone who can successfully answer this.
The man in this photo, at Roscoe’s tonight, said Che was “that dude that unionized the farmers and had that sign he held up in California, for the union”.
No, that was, kind of, Cesar Chavez.
Mixed in with about 80% Sally Field in Norma Rae.
Thank our teachers’ unions for another excellent public school graduate by going to see “Waiting for Superman” in theaters if Harry Potter is sold out this weekend.
This is Century Mall near Boystown.
When I moved here in 2004 or so, it was thriving. Every shop was full.
They had a kooky little place that only sold retro board games.
There was a men’s underwear shop that had live models and latenight pajama-jammy-jam fashion shows.
In the basement, there was Eatzi’s, which was an upscale market and deli with overpriced, gourmet foods.
The mall itself was a movie palace in the 20s, before being carved into a mall (keeping a gorgeous rococco exterior) with, funnily enough, an arthouse movie theater on the top floors.
This is where the Reeling LGBTQ film festival was held last week.
In the last two years, Century has largely collapsed. The hipster, kooky stores are gone. In their place, a few junky, oddball, discount places appeared for a while. Those are gone now too.
There’s a woman who threads eyebrows and does henna tattoos. She is very nice, but never seems busy.
On the lowest level, there’s still a Body Shop, and the Aveda salon, and they probably stay in business because of the cruisy Bally’s upstairs (which has the only gang showers in a 20 mile radius that’s not Steamworks). So, with that gay magnet, it’s still weird the underwear store went under, but the rest all makes sense.
How are the malls near you doing?
Are they creepy ghost malls now too?
This is a real estate office I pass on Clark a lot…it’s an apartment rental place.
They installed a touchscreen computer in the window, behind the glass, so you can search their rentals or send them a message from outside after hours.
I don’t know how many people would use this…or how the window will work in winter when that glass gets so cold…but a fun gimmick that made me think of the tech in Minority Report.
See any high tech ads like this by you?