In college, I was a raging, unapologetic gay-basher. Still recovering from Christianity, I voted for Ronald Reagan in 1984 and would sit in the cafeteria at the University of Arkansas, holding court on how disgusting gays were, and how they should all be shipped out to a “Gay Island” and left to sodomize each other. I had my entourage of college boys, laughing at my angry rants, my hate-filled comedy of intolerance. I was like a young Rush Limbaugh, gathering […]

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