
While Rudolph himself has to hide his true self under the cover of a false nose to avoid locker room hazing, and eventually wanders into the wilderness with other outcast boys and men, the true persecuted homo is Hermey, the elf.
Hermey, with his fey grin and golden waves, is unable to keep up with the manly elf tasks like painting toy wagons. His mind wanders off to splendid fantasies about being a dentist! Of course his Macho elfin father-figure just doesn't understand. Now, simply exchange "dentist" for "interior decorator" or "jazz dancer" and the truth of the story becomes clear.

Of course, they all eventually end up on the Island of Misfit Toys, a transparent metaphor for San Francisco in the 1960s. Clever.
And the Bumble? First he opposes them. Then he reveals himself to be one of them. I'm calling him a catholic priest. Perhaps, he, in fact, represents all catholic priests.
Have a holly jolly Christmas, my ass. The funniest thing, pointed out by Mrs. Gin-and-Tonic, is while the message is about tolerance, the story is rampant with narrow-minded sexism. So, make way for the queens, but leave the girls at home.
What the hell is the story with that first picture!?!?!?!
ReplyDeleteIf you do a Google Images search for gay reindeer, it just sort of pops up, ya know?
ReplyDeleteOkay, someone's gotta say it:
ReplyDeleteDude. You're gay. No, really. You are gay. Your wife and child are nothing more than a psychological reaction to fit in. Truth is... you're gay. Start accessorizing now, embrace your rainbow diversity.... cuz you're gay.
Jesus, and you don't even know about the sweater vests...
ReplyDeleteFact is, I could be gay, except I'm not sexually attracted to men. That could be a problem.