The piece is produced by Abe Forman-Greenwald, and because the NYT is still a little Web 2.0 unfriendly, you have to FOLLOW THIS LINK TO WATCH IT instead of us being allowed simply to embed it here. The anonymous speaker appears to live in a pretty country house somewhere (Vermont?), complete with barn and dog, and refers to his soldier husband as “Clay.”
He talks, and blubbers a little, about the fears and woes of living under “Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell,” including the fucked up possibility of having their porny love letters to each other intercepted by fellow troops or haters, and the fact that as a gay spouse he would not be the first to be officially informed if his husband were killed or injured.
Anyway, this makes us sad, sure, but also TOTALLY glad we aren’t married. It’s so fucking quiet in that house we’d die.
Below: "The Long Stroke," the cable news spoof, the candid photos, your new favorite euphemism and the great Christian retreat.
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