It turns out that recently deceased far-right Austrian leader Jorg Haider had been having a torrid affair with his male second-in-command, Stefan Petzner, who has confessed all. The party has tossed him overboard. Excerpt:
In emotional interviews with the national broadcaster and a tabloid newspaper Stefan Petzner spoke openly about his affair with Haider, who died at the age of 58 in a high-speed car crash after heavy drinking session at a gay club this month. Haider's party, the Alliance for the Future of Austria, captured 11 per cent of the vote in national elections last month ."He was the man of my life. Our relationship went far beyond friendship," Mr Petzner, 27, said after only a week in the job, adding that Haider's wife, Claudia, 52, "did not object" to their relationship.
"I only had him. Now I am all alone. I would spend nights with him and his family and that was important for me because I often was afraid to be alone in the dark," he added.
Story goes on to say that the two lovers had had a fight the night Haider died. The neofascist leader went on to get sozzled in the company of male prostitutes, then crashed his car.
OK, so maybe Haider wasn't strictly speaking a Nazi, but his parents were, and he praised Hitlerism, and so on and so forth. Incidentally, did you know that there is an underground movement of gay neo-Nazis in the US, who complain that they don't get any respect from their fellow white-power fanatics? Heil Hitler, honey! I swear, why would anybody do hallucinogenic drugs. Reality is plenty weird.
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sigaliris,
Something ate most of my reply to you -- all but my greeting to you.
What I meant to say is that I now know how the First Little Pig built his house.
He used straw from the men (and women) you spend your time talking to instead of real people, whom you mostly talk past.
*All* of us think fascism -- or right-wing militancy -- is a very bad thing.
But only *some* of us think that left-wing militancy of the Weather Underground variety is equally bad.
Of course, I'm sure *you'd* have been up-in-arms if anyone had called out John McCain on any link he could hypothetically have had to a Haider-like figure on the right, just as you were up-in-arms at those who called the Reverend out on his link to a Haider-like figure on the left -- the "mainstream" and "respectable" Professor Ayers.
I think I speak for all of us here when I say that we would all be lost without you as moral hall-monitor, to keep us all in line when we fall short of your own high standard of rigor and consistency.
Sig? ['SIG-SIG-SIG-SIG?...yell echoes down same well wot once trapped Timmy] You still here? I was indeed saluting, not chastising you, in echoing specifically the last line from [the Epistle of] Sig [to the Pharisees] 11:16...
Since they've consented to "duet" on the same almost-LP here, it gives me great pleasure to see Sig playing Chaka Khan to Rufus's, er, Rufus:
tinyurl.com/6f9fs4
And speaking of gay Nazis [clicks heels, *fab*ulously] - I gather quite a few of us have by this stage witnessed the attempts from partisans on both sides, after veteran fashion, to raise the alarums of the nation's ratcheting a step further unto a Third Reich, Amerikan Style [♫ "That's me and you..." ♫] should the dread Other Side blow noisemakers [and BlackBerries®] rather than raspberries starting November 5: don we now our Nazi peril, seems to be the default cry as mourning becomes America...
...or, after those attending the impending and immanentized eschaton of the great earth-goddess, don we now our *Gaia* peril...
I just dropped in, to see what condition my rendition was in . . . and to polish up my lavender jackboots in loving anticipation of the coming takeover--I care not who wins the North Minehead by-election, I intend to be well turned-out either way.
For your delectation, the final days of Mr. Hilter's campaign. As an added treat, it's sub-titled auf Deutsch.
http://ca.youtube.com/watch?v=JUzjy_RM1AE
Don we now our Nazi peril . . . LOL. It has a good beat, but can you do the Funky Chicken to it?
As for you, Rufus, thank you, but you are way too kind. I think you have the hall-monitor gig sewed up without any help from me. I think of you as the sub-assistant vice principal in charge of discipline, roaming the halls in ceaseless pursuit of shenanigans. But your shoes squeak, so the miscreants usually hear you coming. ; )
Sig, anyone whose Guvernator-ial Total Recall of Python patter approaches mine, as yours does so obviously, can count on my loving her like a brother does his sister in the Lands of Few Teeth - though I promise to stay well north of the Mason-Dixon line until the next Civil War proves my Yankee courage turned rebel yellow...favorite line from said Python sketch, re the disguised Hitler hiding as a local pol "Hilter" [Cleese, prefiguring Basil Fawlty, *naturellement*] campaigning in a provincial English burg:
Interviewer: What do *you* think of Mr. Hilter's politics?
Pepperpot [aka Eric Idle in middle-aged drag]: Well, I gave him my baby to kiss and he bit it on the head.
And judging from the tone, Sig, of your please!...don't!...stop! poetic "protests" to Rufus, I look forward to double-dating sometime with the two of you - provided I can get a certain equally beloved commenter I shall call Cuyahoga's Hero, aka Elmer to my Bugs from our springtime (for Hitler) fling...if I don't see you back in these Bayoo precincts, Sistah Sigjah, we'll always have Alexandria - if not Cleveland...
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