Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Supression

Juan Carlos-Cruz has been arrested for trying to hire homeless people to kill his wife.

That, in itself, isn’t much in the way of news, as things like that probably happen on a somewhat regular basis. It’s really only news at all (other than to Mrs. Cruz, who was probably pretty interested in the details once she found out about it) because he used to be a television celebrity on Food TV.

He was the Calorie Commando, and touted the benefits of low fat, low calorie diets. Some of his recipes weren’t so bad – with a few modifications, we made a burger out of ground turkey with spinach in it that’s actually one of our favorites.

Like many other low fat, low calorie foods, though, lots of the things tasted like cardboard cutouts with Styrofoam gravy.  That’s not his fault, though.  It comes from the attempt to change the essential nature of something.

In that case, from inedible to edible.

You can’t help but notice that he doesn’t have the same makeup people available at the jail that he had on Food TV. Looking at his mug shot, it’s hard to imagine that he could tell you how to whip up a tasty dinner.

Then again, nobody really looks good in those orange jumpsuits.

http://www.tmz.com/person/juan-carlos-cruz

Someone else who’s world is starting to crumble around him is George Alan Rekers, a pseudo-scientist and Southern Baptist minister who’s made a career of hate mongering against LGBT (Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual and Transgender) individuals.

It seems this bastion of conservatism who’s charged numerous state governments hundreds of thousands of dollars to act as an expert witness in cases to prevent gay couples from adopting was busted coming home from a 10 day European vacation.

The vacation itself wasn’t such a big deal – what makes it interesting is the fact that the “travelling companion” for this trip was obtained through http://www.rentboy.com/ . He states that he’d recently had surgery and was unable to lift his luggage, and thus hired a 20 year old man who advertises himself as “Lucien” and posts sexually provocative pictures in his ad to help him.

DISCLAIMER – www.Rentboy.com is not for the faint of heart. If you click on that link, you’re going to see pictures, words and advertisements that most assuredly will not appear in People Magazine or Guideposts. On the other hand, if you do go there, you’ll realize that only a damned fool would not recognize that those advertisements are not for “luggage handlers” but are instead for male prostitutes. You’ll also find that “Lucien’s” ad has been removed.

It hasn’t helped his case any that Mr. Reker was photographed at the Miami airport carrying his own luggage while “Lucien” stands nearby doing what attractive young prostitutes do best – acting as eye candy and being noticed.

It also didn’t help his story that this young workin’ man made a late night telephone call to George – a call which was both on the speaker phone and in the presence of two reporters from the Miami Herald – which was pretty incriminating.

Reverend Reker, of course, has recognized the error of his ways in hiring a “luggage handler” who he didn’t know very well before taking him to Europe for 10 days, especially since cell phones with digital camera capabilities are so prevalent in airports these days.

For someone who claims to be so well educated, he's not very bright about some things.

The saddest detail about the whole event is not that this pathetic excuse for a human has built his life and career on lies about gay and lesbian people while repressing his own nature.

Details at http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/George_Alan_Rekers

It’s not the fact that he’s lost the slight credibility that he had because of this scandal. (Note that his testimony in the last couple of big cases has been thrown out by the judges as completely unbelievable and lacking any scientific basis whatsoever – essentially, in the Arkansas and Florida cases he got almost $200,000 for just makin’ stuff up. That’s not bad work if you can get it!)

The saddest thing may be that this loser had to write a contract with his Rentboy that required the kid to spend at least 8 hours a day and two meals with him.

There’s no mention of hour long massages daily in the contract, an oversight probably due to the fact that his training is in theology rather than in law.

It’s sad because if your personality is that caustic, your life must not be very happy overall.

So neither Juan nor George are having a particularly good week. It just shows that if you try to suppress the hard-wiring of your brain with which you are born, it’s going to find a way to leak out eventually, and probably in a way that won’t work to your benefit. You can only keep things bottled up for so long before something gives.

George obviously wasn’t suppressing too much if he was taking a handsome young man he didn’t know on an expense paid vacation to Europe.

Juan, on the other hand, might have been able to avoid a jail sentence and still have a career cooking if he’d only had a double bacon cheeseburger and a large order of chili fries. He’d then have been able to figure out that a divorce, while more expensive, is probably the better choice than trying to put out a contract on his wife.

Especially when you’re trying to hire the homeless to do the deed. Good help is hard enough to find; when the applicants list their address as “under the I-77 Bridge at Exit 29,” that ought to be a big red flag.

When it gets right down to it, a person can’t suppress their true nature forever.

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