We're All Gay Now

At the 2006 Golden Globe awards we learned that it was just fine for a man to fondle a strange woman's breasts, so long as he was gay. (And not just any old breasts, but Scarlett Johansson's.)

We now learn that if you're gay and work for the New York Times, it's way ok to write snarky articles making jokes that rely upon the comparison of women to pieces of meat.

Both, don't you know, because it's all so . . . . what?

So: Given that no less an authority than the Bulletin of the Unreformed Church of Secular Orthodoxy has now granted its nihil obstat to boob honking and pretty girl objectification, we've decided that we're gay. And not just a little gay, but really, really gay. So get ready, girls.