Gay men give enormous amounts of money to politicians and love to have major hissy fits in front of the White House and other institutions to cow the inhabitants. I’ll never forget living near the United Nations and being bombarded by the sounds of a gay rights march that ended on First Avenue. Through the windows of my apt., all afternoon, came the singing of “Over the Rainbow.” Don’t even remind me of the horrors of the Act Up Fascist Movement.
You found Larry Kramer less than completely perfect? Tsk tsk.