The other day I wrote about Newark mayor and senate hopeful Cory Booker fighting homophobia as a political figure. The Republican opposing Booker, Steve Lonegan, wants everybody to know that he is most certainly a man who likes man things.
“It’s kind of weird. As a guy, I personally like being a guy,” Lonegan said. “I don’t know if you saw the stories last year. They’ve been out for quite a bit about how he likes to go out at three o’clock in the morning for a manicure and a pedicure.”
Lonegan then brought up nail care again.
“I don’t like going out in the middle of the night, or any time of the day, for a manicure and pedicure,” Lonegan said. “It was described as his peculiar fetish . . .I have a more peculiar fetish. I like a good Scotch and a cigar. That’s my fetish but we’ll just compare the two.”
Look, being a man is just your gender, dude. It doesn’t make you better or worse than anybody, and your manhood isn’t augmented by the alcohol you drink (regardless of what Keystone Light commercials tell you). It also doesn’t dictate what you must enjoy. Being a man means you were born with a Y chromosomes, it doesn’t mean you’re obligated to like cigars more than having nice nails. The only recourse Booker has to win over some of the voters in Lonegan’s camp now is to bring out the big guns – no more talking about policy or equality. Instead Booker needs to talk about how he likes football and repairing cars and dressing any potential sons in blue rather than pink, lest the boys grow up to enjoy theater instead of wrestling. Then, perhaps, the voters who care more about that shit than Booker’s intellect or moral fortitude will consider him ready to run the country.
What a petty person Steve Lonegan is. How do so many Americans get swayed by the game he is playing?