Editorial meets life

Unfortunately, in one afternoon, I heard a group of people say the following:

"You can't tell me that he's not as queer as a three dollar bill"

"If he was here right now, he'd be jumping on every available cock"

"I knew there was something wrong with him, but I didn't know what"

I can't remember the other exact quotes of the next hour that I was there, for, shock had set in.

I was enraged to hear people talk so loosely and discriminatorily about homosexuality. I was paralyzed; my instinctive emotional reaction was to slap someone in the face. Ashamedly, I will admit, I sat idle and did nothing.

I seem to think that my idleness is just as bad, nay, even worse, than their comments.