I was on the verge of fleeing CPAC. Physically repulsed by the greatest concentration of bile-producing scum I’ve ever wandered through. From the ex-gay table to the NRA News pavilion, I was affronted at every turn.

Then I saw the ACLU. Aaaaaaahhhhhh, what a relief. Sane people.

This post appeared in its original form at DC Metblogs

Wayan Vota

Married, mortgaged, and soon to be a father, Wayan Vota is in the fast lane to mid-life respectability – until the day his brood finds his intimate journal of global traveling and curses him with the ever-eternal reply “I’m gonna be just like you, Dad!”