Katherine Coble decries the phenomenon of “the en vogue idea of having your own pet Gay Man®”:
Having a gay male friend to be funny with you and boost your self-esteem is sort of like having a Jewish friend to balance your checkbook or a black friend to play basketball with.
Oh, gosh, don’t mention the checkbook part to my wife. She’ll think she married out. Actually, I’d have the gay guy do the checking, the black guy provide the one-liners, and, of course, the (other) Jewish guy to play basketball with. Because he can’t jump any higher than I can.
And, no, I don’t know any gay Jewish black men. Almost, but not quite.












