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Friday, April 10, 2009

Tinky Winky, Mr. Rogers, and evil

Tinky Winky, the ex-gay teletubby, here. It's been awhile since I last posted, but I felt I had to respond to Fox's charge that Mr. Rogers was evil.

I knew Mr. Rogers, or I think I did. You see, like everyone else in children's programming at PBS, I was required to attend his weekly staff meetings. But the thing was he never spoke at them, so I really can't gauge how evil he may have been.

King Friday the XIII always led the meetings from his perch on Mr. Rogers' hand. I can tell you this. Friday was evil, darkly evil. Everyone was frightened of him. Rumor was he had killed The Friendly Giant and ate his liver.

King Friday made us all do things, terrible things. For instance, he got Henrietta Pussycat hooked on smack and he'd withhold her fix until she'd curse God in front of us. I can still hear her cries today:
Meow meow junk please meow meow. Please please meow please. Meow, I'm jonesing meow bad meow meow. OK, meow, suck it, Jesus, meow meow. Fuck, meow, your immaculate, meow ass, meow meow. Meow smack, meow meow now, please!

His treatment of that poor, strung out pussycat was freaking horrible, but nothing like what did to the muppets from Sesame Street. He hated them, especially Bert and Ernie. He was constantly humiliating them by making Ernie watch while the Snuffalufagus violated Bert. It was a horrendous thing to see. Bert, crying, unable to offer assistance as the Snuffalufagus sodomized his beloved Ernie. The Snuffalufagus's maniacal laugh still haunts me today.

So that's all I can add. I think Fox was pretty close to getting it right. King Friday was evil incarnate, and he did live on Rogers' hand.