[Dr. Thorne]

Storefronts painted in jarring pink and purple shades, festooned with gaudy chunks of mirror. Boutiques full of pornographic homosexual cards and knickknacks.

Bars and cafes full of homos who feel no compunction about acting outrageously "queen"-y in public because they are in control. Transvestites. Lesbians in full butch dyke regalia.

Utterly repulsive.

He remembered a quaint fishing town with charming homes and shops. The homos had turned it into a physical representation of their garish, puerile imaginations.

[fwdude]

Yes, it always degrades to the lowest, most puerile bilge, no matter how they try to put a good face on it.

You can't see a "gay pride" parade (from pictures anyway) without at least some participants wearing nothing but s&m leather gear barely covering their privates, just to make it legal.