“So my militancy—which is, admittedly, sometimes apparent to thoughtful observers—is not an across-the-board militancy. I am not militant at dinner. I am not militant when joking around with the grandkids. I am not militant when mowing the lawn. I am not militant with actual victims. I am only militant when tyrants and buffoons assay to run a great civilization when they have to date demonstrated no real competence in running anything larger than a sno-cone stand at Ocean City. In the off-season” (Same Sex Mirage, p. 191).
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