David Foster has a post about The Collings Foundation Wings of Freedom Tour, where a B-17, a B-25, and a B-24 are visiting various cities around the country this spring. The schedule is here. I would sure love to ride in one of those things, if they give me a parachute.

In addition, David excerpts some wonderful WWII bomber poetry. I bet you didn't think there was such a thing.

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Previous Dhue blogging installments: here and here.

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Are we gonna see this in print?

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Burrrrn them!

A Muslim pop singer has been forced to hire bodyguards to protect her during a visit to Britain next month after she received a string of death threats from religious extremists.

US-based Deeyah is due in London next month to promote a new single and video, released tomorrow. But the track 'What Will It Be?' has already outraged hardline Islamists here as it promotes women's rights.

Her performances with a clutch of male dancers and revealing outfits have also deeply offended many Muslims. In one scene in her latest video, the singer drops a burqa covering her body to reveal a bikini.

The 28-year-old singer claims that in the past she has been spat upon in the street and told that her family would be in danger if she did not tone down her work. The situation is now so bad that Deeyah feels she cannot visit Britain without protection. 'I can no longer walk around without specially assigned bodyguards' . . . I would be lying if I said abuse from religious fanatics didn't upset or scare me.

. . .

'I have been on the verge of a breakdown. Middle-aged men have spat at me in the street and I have had people phone me and tell me they were going to cut me up into pieces. I became this figure of hate simply because of what I do and wear.'

I can't tell you whether I like her music, because I can't find any samples on the web and she's not on iTunes. Then again, it doesn't really matter. Now that Muslim extremists have been granted an absolute veto power over anything "offensive," I don't really expect to be seeing Deeyah at the top of the Billboard charts anytime soon.

Here's some lyrics i was able to find, from the offending song, "What Will It Be."

From the land of the free to the jewel of the empire
Does the truth only come from the top of a holy man's spire?
From three paces back, covered head to toe
Are the rules just for the masses and written just for show?

. . .

(chorus)
Do you stand up, lay down or follow?
What will it be?
Will it all be the same again tomorrow?
What will it be?
You can claim it but the words are hollow
Do you stand up, lay down or swallow?
What will it be?

. . .

We don't take it lightly when you threatinin women,
How you have so much hate and faith in religion.
Fake in the system, need to take a break wit the dissin,
Before you end up in the lake where they fishin.
Hearin bout the muslim madona, asian J Lo,
Lookin for drama (OK) if you say so.
If you that religious and not with trendy clothes,
Then what you doin' even watchin' videos.

Update: Listen to Deeyah here.

[cross-posted at A Western Heart]

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Is this the latest step in Islam's campaign to gradually retake Europe?

The Spanish Islamic council has asked prime minister Rodriguez Zapatero to promote the conversion of Cordoba cathedral, which was previously a mosque, into an ecumenical temple. The council said that the gesture 'would help with the foundation of the Alliance of Civilizations,' and denounced 'a continued campaign of Islamophobia in some media outlets.' Mansur Escudero, president of the council, thanked Zapatero for his 'brave support for alliance and understanding between civilizations, which should not leave out in any way the different religions.' He said that the conversion of St. Sophia's Basilica in Istanbul and Cordoba cathedral to ecumenical temples would 'allow Christians, Muslims, and believers in other religions to pray together to the same God and strengthen spiritual and brotherly links,' and added, 'We are convinced that the Catholic Church, which works for ecumenicalism and dialogue between Christianity and Islam, will receive this initiative favorably.'

Before you go saying "well, the Mezquita was originally a mosque," check this out:

First, the Romans built a pagan temple on the site. After the fall of the Roman Empire, the new Germanic masters of Spain (the Visigoths) replaced it with the Christian church of Saint Vincent. When the Arabs conquered the peninsula in the early 8th century, they tore down the church and began building their great mosque, which - commensurate with Cordoba's importance as the centre of Muslim power in Spain - became the largest mosque in all of Islam after that of Caaba, in Arabia.

When the Christians re-conquered Cordoba in 1236, they did with the mosque what they did in all of the cities of Andalucia - instead of bothering to build a new church, they simply 'converted' the building to Christianity and set up an altar in the middle. In the 16th century, this modest gothic insert was enlarged and given its current Renaissance - and later, baroque - styles, resulting in the strange hybrid which we now see . . .

As an aside, the story of the Bells of Santiago is interesting:

[I]n spite of lengthy peaceful interludes and economically-motivated episodes of laissez-faire, there was generally, in the 800-year long war between Spain's Christians and Muslims, an uninhibited desire to cause as much harm and humiliation to one's adversary as possible. This explains many of the apparently irrational acts which took place - perfectly illustrated by the story of how the huge bells of the Cathedral of Santiago de Compostela were dragged 500 miles south to Cordoba and then all the way back again.

At the height of Muslim power, during the Omega Caliphate at the end of the 10th century, the fearsome warlord Al-Mansur led a bloody raid through northern Spain, going as far into Christian territory as Santiago de Compostela. On the loose in the great pilgrims' city, the Moor had the audacity of riding his horse into the cathedral and letting it drink from the font of holy water, outraging the Christian townsfolk; then, even more insultingly, he had the church's bells carried 500 miles south to Cordoba, where they were melted down to make lamps to illuminate the Great Mosque.

When, two and a half centuries later, in 1236, the Castillian King Ferdinand the Third ('The Saint') reconquered Cordoba, his first action, to avenge the humiliation caused by Al-Mansur, was to have the lamps carried back to the shrine of Saint James, where they were melted down to make a new set of bells.

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This game seems strangely familiar. I don't know.

Led there by Sarah.

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It must be pitiful.

Come on, a haiku is 5 syllables, 7 syllables, then 5 syllables. How hard is that, now?

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I just don't get all the hub-bub about whether Dick Cheney shot Whittington at 30 yards or at 30 feet or whatever. What's the point of that argument? If he fired at some closer range does that mean he was extra-super careless instead of just careless? Where are the Cheney critics going with this argument?

Oh I know. The theory goes something like this:

If Cheney lied about the distance it means he lied about WMD. We can't have a Vice President who goes around shooting people. He's reckless. He's evil evil evil. Halliburton Halliburton Halliburton. AAAAAAAgh!!!

[head explodes]

You can only clutch at straws for so long until you run out of straws.

Like that? I just made that one up.

I love how people are saying Cheney was drunk. Like that disqualifies you from being a world leader. I think Churchill put that one to rest sixty years ago.

Look everybody. This was an unfortunate accident, but it's not going to get anybody impeached. Bush and Cheney are going to finish out their term. Get used to it.

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The Human Clock.

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Sheesh, I'm taking unexpected criticism for my "fuel feed problems" statement in my post about the Glasair II crash in Roseville. The manufacturers' reps must be trolling the web. Here's some clarifying points to remember.

1. I never said that the Roseville crash was due to a product defect. Obviously, I have no idea and if I had to guess, I'd blame pilot error first.


2. Just as obvious, if the pilot was indeed doing aerobatics over a populated area, he would have been clearly negligent.


3. One thing that should be investigated is how many hours that particular plane had been flying. There is a rule that you cannot have passengers in an experimental plane until a certain amount of flight time has been logged. I can't remember the requirement, maybe some of you know it.


4. Perhaps I should have said fuel feed "challenges" instead of "problems." But, come on. There is a difference between low wing and high wing aircraft fuel systems. The difference is gravity. On a low wing plane, fuel has to be pumped to the engine. If air gets in the line the engine could die. The danger is magnified if the plane is doing stunts. I'm certainly no expert, but I did learn that to prevent cavitation in the fuel lines, tolerances have to be exact throughout the system. Also, some low wing planes do not allow a "both" setting on their fuel selector switch.


5. It may be that kit planes are made with higher quality materials, as one commenter said. That's not my beef. I would much rather be in a plane that was mass produced, since there's a greater likelihood that any design problems will have been previously discovered by some other sucker, and not me. Also, I would expect quality control to be somewhat better at a factory than in Joe Blow's back yard.

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The BBC, no surprise, was one of the many media outlets that refused to show the twelve Jyllands-Posten cartoons. Their excuse was as lame and hypocritical as any other you've seen:

We recognised that among our users there is a wide range of different cultural sensitivities and that the images would cause genuine offence to some.

Of course, they forgot to mention anything about that fear of gettin' blowed up thing. There's that too.

Interestingly, the Beeb has no problem with potentially offending Muslims when there is no chance that their offices will become targets for retaliation.

Exhibit A: the BBC didn't hesitate to plaster their website with the newest Abu Ghraib photos. Are they really taking the position that those photographs would not "cause genuine offence to some?" Or is the reason for their newfound boldness the fact that any retaliation would be directed at American troops, not journalists whose lives are, as everyone knows, worth more than the rest of ours.

I also love the disclaimer they added to the link in the main story.

Warning: You may find some pictures disturbing

Oh, yeah. It's that darn "gettin blowed up" problem.

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I stopped in Springfield Illinois a few years ago, just to pay my respects to President Lincoln. Here's an account of a visit by Carl Sandburg, from 1918.

Knucks

In Abraham LincolnÂ’s city,
Where they remember his lawyerÂ’s shingle,
The place where they brought him
Wrapped in battle flags,
Wrapped in the smoke of memories
From Tallahassee to the Yukon,
The place now where the shaft of his tomb
Points white against the blue prairie dome,
In Abraham LincolnÂ’s city Â… I saw knucks
In the window of Mister FischmanÂ’s second-hand store
On Second Street.

I went in and asked, “How much?”
“Thirty cents apiece,” answered Mister Fischman.
And taking a box of new ones off a shelf
He filled anew the box in the showcase
And said incidentally, most casually
And incidentally:
“I sell a carload a month of these.”

I slipped my fingers into a set of knucks,
Cast-iron knucks molded in a foundry pattern,
And there came to me a set of thoughts like these:
Mister Fischman is for Abe and the “malice to none” stuff,
And the street car strikers and the strike-breakers,
And the sluggers, gunmen, detectives, policemen,
Judges, utility heads, newspapers, priests, lawyers,
They are all for Abe and the “malice to none” stuff.

I started for the door.
“Maybe you want a lighter pair,”
Came Mister FischmanÂ’s voice.
I opened the door Â… and the voice again:
“You are a funny customer.”

Wrapped in battle flags,
Wrapped in the smoke of memories,
This is the place they brought him,
This is Abraham LincolnÂ’s home town.

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Apparently, there is no Mandarin translation for "why why why!" When they bang their knee in China, they finish the program.

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A hostile with key information is a hostile down.

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Purses and bags: NO. Our tastes are way too specific and there's too many variables involved. Don't fool yourself into thinking you can figure them all out. Same goes for shoes.

Pajamagrams, Vermont Teddy Bears or anything else advertised on late night cable tv: NO. Don't announce to your honey that you put no thought into the gift and selected it while watching re-runs of the A-Team.

Jewelry: Depends on the counter. Generally, if you can find it under glass, it's a YES. If it's hanging on a rack, give at your own risk.

Chocolate: Godiva, Sees, Dove? YES. Whitman's, Hershey's, Nestle? There better be another gift behind that one.

Flowers: Always a YES, unless they're the sole gift.

Gift Certificates: Book, record or department store certificates, NO. Everything else a MAYBE, but extra points for something out-of-the-ordinary, like an extravagant spa, a helicopter flight, horseback riding or something like that.

Useful housewares: Like a toaster or a blender? These might get you HURT. But anybody who doesn't know that probably doesn't date much anyway.

Fancy housewares: Like a set of delicate wineglasses? I'll give that a NOD.

Sex toys: I have nothing against sex toys, per se. But they're so overdone as a V-day gift, so I'm gonna say it's a NO. Valentines sex should be spontaneous, so don't announce that it's expected. As a surprise gift for no special occasion at all, there's a fun idea.

Lingerie: A possible YES. Here's the tip. Buy what she likes, not what looks good on Adriana. How do you know what she likes? Take a look in her drawer. If you don't see anything stringy, don't buy that three-pack of thongs. When in doubt, try boy-shorts. I don't know anyone who doesn't like boy-shorts.

Wine, beer or other intoxicants: If you have a nice evening planned, YES, by all means work this in. If you're thinking bubbly, I'd go with champagne over beer though.

Select wisely, and have a great Valentine's Day!

P.S. Remember to take the price tags off.

; )

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1 Well, back around 1998, I made a gal very happy on V-day with a swell Kate Spade bag... but most straight dudes don't know who Kate Spade is, so the advice is solid overall. I agree completely on the sex toys and the teddy bears. Really elegant candles (with holders) are a go too, I've found.

Posted by: Hugo at February 12, 2006 06:46 PM (Yu24L)

2 I thought the best V-Day gift was a long, slow sensual massage ending in ferocious, take-no-prisoners cunnilingus, but that's just me. Orgasms: for women, they're the gift that keeps... (uuunnnhhh) on... (oooooooh... fuuuuuck...) GIVIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNGGGGGGG!!! Kevin

Posted by: Kevin Kim at February 12, 2006 07:12 PM (TDwc6)

3 I thought the subject of "sex toys" was taboo for conservatives. And, I'd be turned off if I saw a dildo in my gf's room. Now if y'all excuse me, I have to hide my inflatable Mohammed before company arrives...

Posted by: reagan80 at February 12, 2006 08:52 PM (BfbMq)

4 Actually, chocolate is not universally appreciated. Some women would not be pleased to receive it.

Posted by: Ontario Emperor at February 12, 2006 09:05 PM (62+YC)

5 I disappointed. Godiva is crap. So, It's a no too.

Posted by: Pursuit at February 12, 2006 09:19 PM (n/TNS)

6 Jeez Kev, that's my formula at least once a week. I have an account at the essential oils shop, and there's a guy who comes around once a month to fill my 500 gl in-ground AstroGlide tank.

Posted by: Casca at February 12, 2006 10:28 PM (2gORp)

7 Tommorrow is the day, and I have nothing. Guess I will get her a card if I have time, and I remember. If women get Valintines day, and mothers day, and children get Christmas and all the other holidays. We guys need a special day. How about "Steak and blow job Day"?

Posted by: kyle8 at February 13, 2006 03:48 AM (BUWVn)

8 Kyle, in my world, that's every Thursday.

Posted by: Casca at February 13, 2006 06:10 AM (y9m6I)

9 I love Adriana.

Posted by: Rob at February 13, 2006 07:00 AM (9DumO)

10 Luckily for me, she likes to get her own gifts.

Posted by: tesco at February 13, 2006 07:05 AM (c0E+O)

11 i loved that commercial a couple years ago where the woman is agonizing over the card for her boyfriend and spends a long time getting that special card. shift to the guy, who grabs a card from the counter in the fast food place while picking up a six pack of beer. when he gives her the card, the woman is just so excited and grateful that he picked such a personal card, and he just smiles...men are pigs sometimes!

Posted by: tim at February 13, 2006 07:57 AM (JSetw)

12 Actually, my sweetie has very particular tastes in jewelry, and demands that any prospective gift of the same be pre-approved. I'm not complaining, though; my bank account is healthier for it.

Posted by: Matt at February 13, 2006 08:19 AM (10G2T)

13 I don't have to get anyone anything this year. I'll let that console me while the rest of you break out the astro-glide.

Posted by: Scof at February 13, 2006 12:16 PM (a3fqn)

14 I was originally going to post this: Mmmmmmm champagne and chocolates and lacey boy shorts... But now that I've read the comments I'm posting this instead: Kevin, would you be my boyfriend?

Posted by: The Law Fairy at February 13, 2006 11:26 PM (954g7)

15 It's a shame my tongue doesn't stretch from Seoul to Los Angeles, Law Fairy. Kevin

Posted by: Kevin Kim at February 14, 2006 01:36 AM (TDwc6)

16 You'd be sadly disappointed Kev. Law Fairy purports to be a chick.

Posted by: Casca at February 14, 2006 07:16 AM (y9m6I)

17 Et tu, Casca? Kevin

Posted by: Kevin Kim at February 14, 2006 08:56 AM (1PcL3)

18 Actually, I thought Law Fairy was a man myself. Don't ask.

Posted by: reagan80 at February 14, 2006 09:27 AM (K9tdw)

19 Greetings Annie, After enjoying reading this article and running it by my wife (of 30 years) I thundered out and bought the last thing that was available at the store, some godiva and a valentine's butterfinger thing. I was quite proud of myself and was told that this is like the 3rd or 4th time in the 30 years that I remembered. Sometime later my wife asked if the blog that reminded me of this said that the price tags should be taken off. I told her, "no, it didn't."

Posted by: Drake Steel at February 14, 2006 10:14 AM (jh4mE)

20 correction made Drake. Thanks.

Posted by: annika at February 14, 2006 10:40 AM (zAOEU)

21 Buying things on an artificial holiday because you're compelled to by a woman is not exactly the acme of romance. Especially when the woman is only satisfied by great expense, as if the dollar amount measures your love and personal commitment.

Posted by: Christopher Taylor at February 14, 2006 11:00 AM (1Vbso)

22 "as if the dollar amount measures your love and personal commitment." You say that like it's not true, Chris. ; )

Posted by: annika at February 14, 2006 12:45 PM (APvel)

23 Wow. Strange how many people think I'm a man from my fake internet name. I could comment on the social implications of this tendency... but that's probably more appropriate for my blog (where, by the way, my avatar is a very feminine-looking girl with wings) than annika's

Posted by: The Law Fairy at February 14, 2006 12:59 PM (XUsiG)

24 It's worse than that LF, not just a guy, but a goat-blower.

Posted by: Casca at February 14, 2006 03:32 PM (2gORp)

25 I'm not sure I even "get" that one...

Posted by: The Law Fairy at February 14, 2006 04:30 PM (XUsiG)

26 Neither did I the first time I heard the 1st Sgt say it. In fact he had to repeat himself three times, and finally in frustration reverted to a few more common, yet not necessarily descriptive colloquialisms. "Fairy" would have been a mild one of those.

Posted by: Casca at February 15, 2006 06:40 AM (y9m6I)

27 St. Valentines Day is no big deal. My dear wife of almost 17 years gets the same thing every year. Two boxes of Elmer's Chocolates (sold at Walmart, its her favorite). A potted plant (tulips, or some other bulb that she can eventually transplant into the garden. A funny card. She claims my sense of humor is what attracted me to her originally so I try and go with what got me here. I usually try and write something mushy in it. Lunch together. This is a small town with limited restaurants that are way to crowded on special nights. I get the lunch, candy and a card. We prefer to spend St. Valentines Day ruining each other's diets. Telling her I love her is what the other 364 days of the year are for. But I usually sneak one in sometimes during the day anyway.

Posted by: David at February 15, 2006 10:55 PM (auHyx)

28 Annika, I wished my mate read your column prior to V-Day, as he showed up with GODIVA choclotaes, knowing that I am dairy intolerate, no flowers, no card, a bag of chips, and a cheap bottle of wine. I had all these presents, plans of sexual excitement, a special card and made the dinner reservations. Needless to say the party was over so no blow job or sex. Prior years were thong underwear and a funny card, next was flowers only. Get a clue guys! I agree with you Kevin, but we need to hear I LOVE YOU TOO!

Posted by: shelly at February 16, 2006 09:30 AM (0nDEs)

29 All that, and a bag of chips too?

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From AP:

. . . Cheney, Whittington and another hunter got out of the vehicle to shoot at a covey of quail.

Whittington shot a bird and went to look for it in the tall grass, while Cheney and the third hunter walked to another spot and discovered a second covey.

Whittington 'came up from behind the vice president and the other hunter and didn't signal them or indicate to them or announce himself,' Armstrong said.

'The vice president didn't see him,' she continued. 'The covey flushed and the vice president picked out a bird and was following it and shot. And by god, Harry was in the line of fire and got peppered pretty good.'

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A plane crashed into a house in Roseville, northeast of Sacramento today. From the video, it looks like a missile strike. The house is toast. Four people are feared dead, including possibly two inside the house.

The aircraft was a Glasair II, low-wing experimental kit plane. As a law clerk, I worked peripherally on a case involving the crash of a kit plane very similar to the Glasair II. Due to client confidentiality, I can't get into the specifics of the case. But suffice to say, you'd never catch me getting into one of them kit planes.

I don't know what possesses pilots to build their own plane when there are plenty of reliable manufacturers out there. Especially a low-wing plane with it's inherent fuel feed problems. Today's crash occurred after witnesses say the pilot was doing some aerobatics. Not smart over a populated area like Roseville.

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You heard that Cindy Sheehan was selling herself over the internet? The ad got pulled by eBay, possibly because the product may produce involuntary stomach spasms.

However, with this auction, no such problems are likely:

As to any other disclaimers, I disclaim them.

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Kevin Kim, an energetic advocate of free speech, provides a well reasoned argument against those pragmatists who say we should not provoke muslim outrage.

The pragmatic approach, which seems to have gained adherents even in our own State Department, can be summarized thusly:

[F]or the 'pragmatist,' it is abundantly clear that certain Muslims are prone to overreaction. Knowing this as we do, we Westerners would be at fault for provoking such people, because provocation in the awareness of Muslim oversensitivity is malicious. You know the angry dog will bite you if you keep prodding it with your foot, so it's your fault if you get bitten. What's more, provocation is impractical: how can we expect to change Muslim hearts and minds when we adopt a confrontational stance?

The West and its allies occasionally shoot themselves in the foot: Kim Jong-il, for example, relies on Seoul's and Washington's indecision to get what he wants, like a child adept at 'playing' his parents. North Korea, in the role of the spoiled brat, knows it can sit back and make demands of its far more powerful interlocutors. In the end, Seoul and Washington gain nothing while Pyongyang continues its illegal nuclear program, its counterfeiting, its drug trafficking, and its systematic oppression of the North Korean people-- all while spewing outrageously self-righteous rhetoric whose crazed tone I often wish we matched, just for fun's sake.

. . .

The pragmatic appeasers want to cut Western action off at the root: they would prefer that we stop openly acting outraged about Muslim outrage. Some . . . seem to feel that we should feel outrage but then do nothing-- that we should, in fact, compromise with oppression by reducing our own range of movement to accommodate the violent Other. This is a comfortable, lazy position that allows us to pretend we have the moral high ground even as that ground is rapidly eroding beneath us.

Others feel that dialogue with the wild-eyed Muslims is the best answer. While I'm a staunch advocate of dialogue (interreligious, intercultural, diplomatic, etc.), I'm under no illusions that the people out there destroying embassies and threatening infidels with death are going to sit down calmly and listen to rational discussion. As far as I'm concerned, most of those people are already beyond redemption. Dialogue is reserved, then, for moderates (in the Western sense of the word, not the Muslim sense). What's more, we need to be focusing on the next generation of Muslims-- the children, the ones who are impressionable. If we don't move to communicate with them directly, they'll grow up just as indoctrinated as the current generation of willful idiots.

. . .

I proudly advocate the right to offend [If you've seen Kevin's blog, you know he ain't kidding], and demand that offended parties unpucker their sphincters and relax. If you want to protest, fine. If you're planning to get violent, don't be surprised if someone shoots your stupid ass.

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This Brokeback To The Future trailer is genius!

Hat tip: Crash & Byrne.

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