Breeder's Digest

Dear Lieutenant Dan Choi,

I saw you last night, staring at me from across the crowded bar in the Madison Hotel, where we’re both staying while in D.C. Did you think I wouldn’t notice you casting sidelong glances in my direction?

And the occasional sidelong grimace…

This has got to stop, Dan. You’ve been emailing me for months now, urging me to join your cause, to support you in your time of need, to link metaphorical arms (and actual ones, I hope) in the struggle for gay equality. But give it to me straight. Unlike all those military people I think I’ve seen in movies about the military, I can handle the truth. I know you’ve been emailing other people. What’s up with that? I thought this was real. I thought there was something between us.

Could it be that I’m just another name on a listserve to you? That you’re a major gay icon, whose impressively-decorated military career suffered as a direct result of “Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell,” and I’m merely a low-level blogger who happens to be staying in the hotel headquarters of the National Equality March?

Call me sometime?

Tags: Gay Cruising, Lifestyles of the Lowly Bloggers, Low-Risk Stalking of Public Figures, Lt. Dan Choi, Madison Hotel, Obsessive Emailers

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