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Recent Posts by Mike B.:

Poetry »

[26 Aug 2009 | No Comment | ]
“Pig”

I love you like a Jew loves pork.

Personal Narratives, Sexuality »

[19 Jun 2009 | 8 Comments | ]
The Ex-Gay and I, Part 2

The ex-gay could have danced all night. But will he ask for more?

Personal Narratives, Sexuality »

[12 Jun 2009 | 5 Comments | ]
The Ex-Gay and I, Part 1

My close encounter with an ex-gay of the annoying kind.

Morning Upper »

[11 Jun 2009 | No Comment | ]

Rape, incest, slavery — they’re not just heinous crimes against God and man, they’re also biblically sanctioned pathways to marriage… in the eyes of God and man.

Morning Upper »

[21 May 2009 | No Comment | ]

It’s too early in the morning to be sophisticated…

Civil Rights, Politics, The New Gay Interview »

[19 May 2009 | 5 Comments | ]
Mike Rogers

TNG sits down with activist and star of the new movie Outraged, Mike Rogers.

Morning Upper »

[11 May 2009 | 2 Comments | ]

Ah, International Feel Sorry for Yourself Day, the most wonderful time of the year. This comes from a longer video by a (cute!) Canadian actor I’d never heard of till a friend posted a link to his site on Facebook. I’m pretty sure he’s gay, though it’s hard to tell with that accent.

Anyway, as today is International Feel Sorry for Yourself Day and all, we invite you to focus on why nobody loves/appreciates/understands you, and then whine about it till somebody smacks you in the mouth. Of course, some people would say that every day at TNG is International Feel Sorry for Yourself Day. To that we say: Why are they so mean? Why do they have to hate on us all the time when all we’re trying to do is make this blog every day for them?!

Poetry »

[23 Apr 2009 | 2 Comments | ]
Tattoo

They look even better if you moisturize.

Religion, Sexuality »

[20 Apr 2009 | 10 Comments | ]
The Perfect Religion

I never had a cold. For years, until I got to college, I never had a cold.

Poetry »

[16 Apr 2009 | No Comment | ]
What Are YOU Looking At?

From eye to eye
we do not dart
while on the bus,
alighting instead on shoes
and shopping bags
and pages of books,
shyly displayed,
that tell us
who you are.