If the shoe fits…
Harold Ford, sweat beading on his upper lip at the prospect of potential runs against Kirsten Gillibrand and Mort “The ‘Dozer” Zuckerman, stopped just short of renting a place in Cherry Grove this summer in order to convince the LGBT community of New York City that he wants to be its BFF:
Former Tennessee Congressman Harold Ford, Jr., addressed the Stonewall Democratic Club of New York City, the largest LGBT democratic political club in New York state.
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During his speech, Ford touched on several aspects of his voting record, particularly regarding his votes against same-sex marriage. He reminded the audience that he had changed his mind on the issue and that holding this event would reinforce his commitment to marriage equality and other important issues.Over 50 people attended. Several of them brandished large white posters with messages like “LIAR” written on them. At several points during his speech, angry protests heckled him, chanting things like “Anti-choice! Anti-gay! Snake Oil Harry, go away!”
Silly Harry. He thought that by showing the gay community of New York how fabulous he is, what with his spacious loft in the Flatiron District, his helicopter hate for Staten Island, natty fashion sense, and weekly pedicures, he’d be a shoo-in, at least within the more heavily populated downstate region.
He was wrong.
Y’know, nobody likes to be presented with a two-dimensional, “Hey, I’m just like you!” stereotype as its party’s political candidate, and Ford has misjudged the gay community badly, presenting them with some weak-ass tea about “changing his position” on marriage equality while simultaneously refusing to take a stand on DADT.
As if the whole Prop 8 debacle out in California hadn’t been demoralizing enough for people, now this smarmy, disingenuous, ham-handed politician is trying to manipulate the gay community. Too bad for him that they’re not even one-tenth as naive as Harold Ford would like to believe. “What more do ‘teh gheys’ want from me?” he probably wailed to his waiter over his $24 bowl of cereal at the Regency this morning.
Perhaps Peacock Harold can cry on the shoulder of Lauren Ashley, the Bible-thumping publicity whore/”Miss Beverly Hills” who, just yesterday, declared that she’d be fine with having her gay “friends” stoned to death for trying to exercise their civil rights. Ford has much in common with Miss Beverly Hills; like Harold, the allegedly virginal Lauren Ashley turns out to be yet another self-absorbed, superficial poser:
Beverly Hills Mayor Nancy Krasne said Wednesday she is outraged over a Miss California USA contestant who is claiming to represent the city in the upcoming pageant and who spoke out against same-sex marriage in recent media interviews.
Krasne said in a statement that 23-year-old Lauren Ashley does not live in Beverly Hills or represent the city in any capacity. Krasne said she was shocked to see statements made by a beauty pageant contestant under the name of Beverly Hills, “which has a long history of tolerance and respect.”
And, like Ford, Ashley is now Stone. Cold. Busted!
So what’s the lesson to take away here for Harold and Ashley? Simple. If you’re a forked-tongued, insincere carpetbagger, you are going to get PW3ND by people far smarter than you, especially when the most basic of civil rights and human dignity are at stake.
