Somewhere Over the Rainbow

Multitasking while watching the latest installment of Jon Lester's Year of Living Dangerously, I noted with interest the following snippet from this week's Sports Illustrated:

The Kit Kat Lounge and Supper Club, a predominantly gay bar in Cubs country, a
few blocks from Wrigley Field, is "honoring" White Sox manager Ozzie Guillen -
who sparked a furor by calling Chicago Sun-Times reporter Jay Mariotti a "f-----
fag" last month - with the Effen Ozzie GuillenTini, a martini made with Effen
vodka and "a whole lot of fruit." Kit Kat general manager Kami Cantrell
says the libation is truly an homage to Ozzie and that the Mariotti comments
were blown out of proportion. "If the word fag offends you," she says,
"you're too new to the scene."

Inasmuch as we here at MLC said the same thing a few short weeks ago, one of the following is true: we're really, really gay; or, we're highly evolved 21st century men, tolerant of all our fellow human beings (with the possible exceptions of Alex Rodriguez and Peter Angelos), defenders of the downtrodden, champions of the oppressed. You be the judge.