Gotta get that raw water man.

I’m glad I’m not the only one who liked the War Table. Any game where your character becomes a leader needs a war table like element to convey your importance. World of Warcraft did the same thing with the Garrison table and Order Hall missions. Your character is of such importance that you can’t actually do…

Most of my gay friends are married. It’s not something to dread. My husband and I had to wait nearly 25 years before we could legally marry.

I come from the “I, Tonya” corner of Oregon and have been called a faggot more times than I care to remember. I was the poor white trash accessible queer to my friends group and fielded some fascinatingly blasé versions of the questions you covered. I’m not very limp wristed or hey queen, when I was 14 I was sick of…

I love people who, to use a cliche, “dance like no one’s watching.” I love people who exude fabulousness, whatever their sexuality or gender identity. I love people who are beautifully open being exactly who they want to be.

Someone forgot about Queer as Folk. Oh, and Cruising. And pretty much every single BBC show that portrays gays in a multitude of different forms, because that’s how we are. Hmmm... Modern Family is emphasizing gays wanting to live normal, suburban lives? You must have missed Nathan Lane’s multiple appearances, along…

I’m gay. I’m offended. I guess you don’t understand how hurtful the word is. Go fuck yourself for using it casually and dismissing criticism of your use of the word. Fucking bigot.

Here is my rly rly long-winded advice as an unapologetic birth crisis-inducing degenerate faggot:

I’m gay and find any use of the f-word offensive and puerile. As an academic, I hear such terms as “reclaiming” and other excuses why to use a word that is still used by many straight people as a term of disparagement. I would think that simple wisdom, if not decency, would clearly argue against its usage.

Referring to yourself as “faggy” as a form of term reclamation = not for everyone, but still okay.

Rippon is not Michael Sam, kissing his long-term boyfriend chastely on TV during the NFL draft, or Gus Kenworthy with his square and stubbled jaw. His gayness is not an afterthought, but a central piece of his personality.

Well. I’m a trans POC who is unapologetically pansexual and am flamboyant in everything I do. The conservative guy at work flies a NRA-stamped “Don’t Tread On Me” flag at his desk? I get a trans flag and a rainbow mug.

Can you please change the title so something like queer or gay? The F word (even used by us in the community) is wrong and should be banned permanently.

That’s fair, I’ve only watched the pilot myself. I think the issue is that it could still lead to more stigma for transition-related treatment, which is already stigmatized. There’s no need for it, in my mind, which is why I would prefer something that doesn’t feel like it feeds the notion of “trans person suffers…

I recognize your viewpoint and your feelings as valid, as only a senseless cockweasle invalidates the feelings of others. And I feel like the message in your final sentence resonates on a broad level, in that people can be different and have different experiences, and yet they are still worthy of equal respect as…

So it’s irrelevant that myself and other queer men are hurt by it? Who cares, so long as it pisses off the squares?

This isn’t about silencing you to protect the precious feelings of straight men, it’s about the fact that your fellow LGBTQ are hurt by it, but you don’t seem to give a shit.

I get your point, and it’s a fair one, but as a fellow queer (but not a man, so I guess take that for what it’s worth), this article was jarring and made my stomach turn.

Frankly, I don’t think you get to reclaim the word to label others. I don’t care if you’re part of the in-group, you don’t get to label someone else a term that has been so deeply hurtful for so many. I have no idea how Rippon personally feels about it, but I don’t think anyone gets to assume he’s ok with it.

I’ve been struck by cars twice during triathlons, so, my balls are fine, thanks.

hah, I like how the boots look as though they’ve never even touched the ground. Like Jr. Dong trudged over to the *delicately enunciated* “ehh, tree stump thingy” wearing some of these: