I remember quite well buying a beautiful black T‑shirt at a gay shop – breaking news to me then – at Greenwich Village, when I've been to New York City a few years ago. In front, in an eye‑catching white lettering, you could read:
HATE is not a family value!
I believe you must have seen that same collection and even may have bought some of those incredible pieces of irony as:
I can't even think straight…
What glorious laughs I had then… Bill Clinton was President, and everything seemed to be going the right direction.
Now you can have «reparative therapy» at your service if you ever intend to become an «ex‑gay»… I ask once again: Is everyone gone totally insane, crazy, barking mad, whatever?!