I tried to refrain, but… Anyone who knows me can probably guess how I feel about this idiotic “controversy” about some boy with pink toenails. I mean, have you met my BalletBoy? I can’t decide if I’m annoyed with Jon Stewart for telling me it existed or not. I mean, seeing as it turned out that a number of blogs I read and like, such as Smrt Lernins, had something to say about it as well, I guess I would have read about it anyway. It’s just that it’s the sort of nonsense that makes me fume and foam at the mouth if I listen to it for too long.
I’ve now seen several clear arguments as to why all the hoopla is so absurd – arguments about good parenting, about gender and what it really means, about how there are actual problems in the world and this isn’t one of them. And I agree.
But let’s call a spade a spade here. Why does it make people uncomfortable that a boy had on pink nail polish? Because they worry that pink nail polish will make a kid grow up to be gay. They’re a bunch of homophobic bigots. I have very little patience for this sort of nonsensical thought. Not only is it not true, but there’s simply no reason to care if your kid turn out to be gay unless you see a problem with having a gay kid. And if you see a problem with that, then you’re a parent who does not have the kind of unconditional love for your kids that I have for mine. And I pity you for it.