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Love, Pat Boone Style

Timothy Kincaid

December 13th, 2008

Earlier in the week we awarded Pat Boone with our LaBarbera Award for his equating of peaceful Proposition 8 demonstrations with the terrorist murder spree in Mumbai.

We weren’t the only ones to comment on Boone’s hateful screed. And finding himself “in the middle of a roiling, angry, often profanity-laced brouhaha”, Boone has taken the opportunity to tell the world of his love, love, love for homosexuals.

I need to say right here, honestly and unashamedly – I love gays. I always have, always will. I have proved it, over and over.

I’ve been in the entertainment business for over 50 years now, and I’ve had many dear and close friends, guys (and some gals) I have loved who were practicing homosexuals.

Me, homophobic? Ridiculous. I love my homosexual friends

Oh, feel the love. Ahhhh, love.

But before you start feeling all warm and fuzzy, Pat isn’t talking about you. He has a special type of homosexual friend that he loves: ex-gays. So much so, in fact, that he wrote two books about them.

Later (you may be surprised to learn), I really went out on a limb and wrote two books, about and with homosexual friends. The first was “Joy: A Homosexual’s Fulfillment,” and the second “Coming Out: True Stories of the Gay Exodus.” They were written with a longtime lesbian, a former very promiscuous male homosexual and with a transsexual man who had emasculated himself in an effort to be a woman. They’d been down the whole road and back again, and they told me their stories and how they’d each been able to leave the homosexual lifestyle. This was not expedient for me as an entertainer, but I did it out of real love for gays. I do care.

Pat also loves gays who are dying with AIDS. Especially if they are too weak to push him out of the room.

I felt slightly nauseated at the arrogance and self-satisfaction in this (frankly, abusive) tale:

I prayed with Rock Hudson and placed my hands on his bony chest, anointing him with oil, right at the end of his life. He couldn’t speak because of the lesions in his throat, but the grateful glow in his eyes told me all I needed to know. There was love between us – and I saw him off to heaven, too. I know I’ll see him there again.

But the one that really demonstrates Boone’s self-delusion is:

Years ago, I sat by the bed of one of my closest friends as he lay dying in a VA hospital. AIDS didn’t have a name yet, but that’s what was killing him. His teeth had fallen out; he had no immune system left. We prayed together, and I saw him off to heaven. I loved Roger.

Mind you, Roger died before Boone started writing his homophobic books. And while I find no date for the first one he listed, Coming Out was published in 1978. But, of course, since Roger was a “practicing homosexual”, Boone can just cheerfully declare that AIDS was “what was killing him”, regardless of the fact that the the virus wasn’t observed for several more years. A “wages of sin” story is just so loving. And convenient.

But unless you’re dying with AIDS or have “left the homosexual lifestyle”, Pat has other words he uses to express his love for you.

Words like “raging ” and “hordes of homosexual activists” and “gangster” and “criminal” and “militant” and “turbulent, abusive mob” and “irresponsible” and “violent” and “threatening” and “hedonistic” and “blindly selfish” and “homegrown sexual jihadists”.

No, Pat, you don’t love me. As you said in both of your articles, “Hate is hate, no matter where it erupts”, and you’ve certainly been erupting.



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I love Pat back like I imagine I’d love having a boil lanced.

Richard W. Fitch
December 13th, 2008 | LINK

Not that it changes the point of the articles any, but haven’t researchers discovered that the HIV/AIDS virus was present in some re-examined samples that were from as far back as the 30’s? Until reading about some of his activities of the past few years, I used to be (past tense) a fan of Pat’s. It is amazing how most of these Evangelicals can be so “loving” with words that utterly boil with hate.

December 13th, 2008 | LINK

When one views their definition of love, it’s no wonder divorce rates are so high within their community.

Bill S
December 13th, 2008 | LINK

THAT’S his idea of love, and WE’RE the perverts?

a. mcewen
December 13th, 2008 | LINK

Betcha he really loves Little Richard. Goodness knows how many songs he stole from him.

Lynn David
December 13th, 2008 | LINK

…Coming Out was published in 1978. But, of course, since Roger was a “practicing homosexual”, Boone can just cheerfully declare that AIDS was “what was killing him”, regardless of the fact that the the virus wasn’t observed for several more years. A “wages of sin” story is just so loving. And convenient.

Kinda reminds you of a similar lie, when the news arm of FotF published the attendance figures of the ex-ex-gay confernce before the thing even happened.

I wonder how Boone will try to re-weasel himself out of this one. Poor memory? Maybe he has dementia….

December 13th, 2008 | LINK

It makes total sense that Boone uses words like ‘raging’ to describe homosexuals. After reading this post, I’m raging at this delusional idiot.

December 14th, 2008 | LINK

a. mcewen,

Isn’t that the truth.

There are several artists who are banished from my music collection, and he’s one of them. His insipid garbage makes me hate white people, and I am one.

I will not pray for this man’s soul when he dies. He has none, and as if his “music” wasn’t enough to prove that this smarmy act of cognitive dissonance has earned him a place in Hell for all eternity.

Burn, Pat Boob, Burn.

December 16th, 2008 | LINK

It seems to me that Pat Boone is the real victim here, and that we should all feel sorry for him.

December 16th, 2008 | LINK

Only if you mean that he is the victim of possessing an inferior brain.

Bill S
December 28th, 2008 | LINK

Poor Rock Hudson. It’s horrible enough to be dying of AIDS, without being bedridden, unable to run or scream for help as Pat Boone approaches him with a bottle of lubricant.

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