Kendrick Meek delivered a stump speech and answered questions in Delray Beach, FL, Friday to a standing-room-only crowd. He’s the only legitimate Democratic candidate for the Senate seat vacated by Mel Martinez, so he has my support. His heart is in the right place, but his rhetoric isn’t. He’ll have to improve that dramatically to have a shot at winning the general election.

He should ace the primary;  two of  his opponents are wildly underfunded and the third is self-funded candidate Jeff Greene, a billionaire who cleaned up betting against the housing market through credit default swaps. If that’s not enough, he’s a former Republican who ran for a San Fernando Valley, California congressional seat in the 1980s.

Kendrick Meek in Delray

Meek’s chances were never good; though Florida went for Obama in 2008, it was an uphill battle helped by a tanking economy that beat this red state blue. But things got a whole lot better when Republican hopeful and current Governor Charlie Crist turned independent, unable to out-teaparty his Republican challenger Marco Rubio. So its a three-way race.

Kendrick had good logic for his campaign plans. He’ll tar Crist with all the nutjob stuff he said when trying to out-conservative Rubio and then finish him off by calling him out as a affiliation-changing opportunist. His lack of name-recognition will be solved by non-stop campaigning and some aggressive advertising. With all the self-funded candidates, the tea-party independents, and the three way race, it should be a good year for Florida TV stations.

But Meek is not fast on his feet on the stump, especially in the Q and A. Obama raised the bar. The first three sentences after a question should be a direct answer, and that’s what Meek should be emulating. Asked a question about Defense of Marriage Act and Don’t Ask Don’t Tell, Meek meandered and never directly answered the question, when he easily could have. His mother (who represented his district before he did) voted against DOMA. He could have said, “We tried to stop this before it started, and the next best thing to do is repeal it.”

Instead, Meek emulated Joe Biden. He just talked, until his words led him into the canned “I’m a supporter of gay people” predigested spiel. That isn’t going to fly against a seasoned campaigner like newly-independent Crist, who helped Meek greatly when he went independent, but helped himself far more.

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Liberty Counsel, the right wing religious legal group famous for amicus briefs in “10 commandments in the courtroom” cases, says they’ll back George Rekers should he decide to sue, reports today’s Washington Times. The article quotes Matthew Staver, dean of Falwell’s Liberty University School of Law. Since Mr. Staver’s private practice took place primarily in Orlando, Florida there is a distinct possibility should there be an action, he’d be involved.

I’m not an attorney, just an old news guy fascinated by communication law, but I see two problems here.

First, there is a strong possibility that George Rekers is a public figure. Since New York Times v. Sullivan, public figures have had a tough time suing for defamation. The theory is that robust public debate trumps the rights of an individual who is an actor in that public debate.

“Sullivan” was the police commissioner of Montgomery, Alabama and though he wasn’t even explicitly named, he believed he was held up to ridicule because of an advertisement in the NYT Times that attempted to raise funds to defend Dr. Martin Luther King against a trumped up Alabama perjury indictment.

Rekers was a founder and member of the board of a high profile organization that took an extreme position in an area of great controversy. Much of his income came from expert testimony in widely publicized cases that were extensively written about in the press. In two of these cases he was excoriated for testimony that was worthless and biased. This too was widely reported in the press.

When his activity, most of which he does not deny, became public knowledge, he was further elevated to prominence as the subject of the opening monologues on nearly every late night show, from Colbert to Craig Ferguson.

Should he file a case, that too will be newsworthy, and will have the additional protection that, because it’s litigation, it can be publicly discussed with impunity.

Second, we are now starting to see “he called me queer” cases being thrown out of court on the grounds that an imputation of homosexuality is not defamatory.

So once again, “poor” Mr. Rekers finds himself in the damnedest position. If he sues, the very defense in the case is going to highlight the struggle of a minority to even find a level playing field to argue its oppression against the person fueling that oppression. Rekers will find himself compared with the police commissioner of racist Montgomery, Alabama in the day of MLK.

In claiming he’s injured by being called gay, he will unwittingly call his own life’s work into question, because the very injury he’s claiming is one he has spent his professional life fostering.

He’ll serve himself up on a platter for every op-ed writer in the country that needs to fill 14 paragraphs with topical edginess, and they’ll be able to do it under the doctrine of qualified privilege.

Wouldn’t surprise me if he does sue. It’s the worst possible thing a man in his position can do, and he’s never failed to take the worst option before.

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I don’t know if I’ve ever laughed harder, and I doubt in my lifetime I ever will again. When I die, I hope one of my last memories is the three of us, me, my partner, and our friend Patrick Paul riding the moving sidewalk out the front of Bally’s Las Vegas, barely able to stand, doubled up with laughter. A lot of that laughter was from Patrick’s rapidfire wit eviscerating the Vegas-show Donn Arden’s Jubilee.

Jubilee is still playing at Bally’s; a dinosaur of a show from the days where bare-breasted women bearing feather-laden headdresses was edgy, and a chorus line of men in tophats, tuxedos and tails was a big-time production. I guess if you’re trying to relive the Vegas “lido” period, you can overlook the toupee on the lead song-and-dance man that nearly flies off his head with every step-kick, the sappy patter that seems just a degree away from vaudeville, or the “art poses” of nude women that predated the stripper pole.

Patrick Paul was a bartender at a gay bar in Key West; he knew class and elegance when he saw it, and he didn’t see one bit of it on the Bally’s stage. The way he pointed it out, with an economy of stinging, well-chosen words, made Patrick unique. He could have written monologues for any of the late night shows.

Patrick Paul & friend

But Patrick lived life completely on his terms, choosing a profession that allowed him mood elevation 24/7, and a place to practice it that kept him warm and tan year round. When AIDS came to our community, he was on the leading edge, both in acquiring it, and in helping start a funding and support system that proved the Conchs of Key West took care of our own. So it wasn’t surprising that when he died on the morning of one the biggest annual fundraisers, one that he helped found and supported for over two decades, he received a 20 minute standing ovation.

We saw a lot of bad things in the 30 years we knew Patrick. We saw hundreds of people in our community die of a disease that most people wouldn’t speak of above a whisper. But we saw Patrick persevere with a wry humor that even in our desperation was always wickedly funny. Even when he was given grim chances for survival because the way he lived had worn away his heart, he took the long-odds bet and chose aggressive surgery. I don’t know what he’d say about it if we could have him back for just a one-liner, but I’m sure it would be funny as hell.

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The week-long party that ensued in the LGBT community after the lead expert witness against Florida gay adoption was caught in a compromising situation has ended. The cleanup has begun, and so have the thoughtful blog and video pieces that are pointing out the fall of George Alan Rekers was different than all the others.

Right wing and/or religious leaders whose anti-gay rhetoric belie their own bisexuality has become a meme. Craig Ferguson based a bit on it in his opening monologue Wednesday: “If you’re really, really anti-gay…you’re probably gay.” The unfunny Jay Leno even got a laugh out of it. Jimmy Kimmel piled on. Stephen Colbert gave Rekers his Alpha Dog of the Week award, Jon Stewart mocked him using a piece from CNN.

But now that the laughing is dying down, we’re starting to explain how this scandal is different, and why it represents a turning point in the struggle for gay equality. The affair of Ted Haggard was most like that of Rekers; a pay for sex/companionship arrangement that went bad when the sexworker exposed him.

It differed because the escort initiated the expose, and because Haggard had steered clear of anti-gay rhetoric except for a sermon which was his karmic moment: If you don’t want to be caught doing something, he preached, you shouldn’t do it.

But the media and much of the public, LGBT and otherwise, turned on Haggard’s accuser too, and a plea to not repeat that mistake this time: “Let’s Not Chew This One Up and Spit Him Out” by Dan Savage is one of the best thoughtful overviews. As is Rachael Maddow’s piece on Friday, on why the Rekers story is newsworthy beyond the titillating.

Throughout the scandal, the blog Joe My God has provided the best overall coverage linking blogs and news sites that carried all facets of the story. He also did one of the best interviews with the escort, even though CNN had better access but did a poorer job.

Now, the morning after the week long party, there is a sadness expressed on twitter and in the comments on the hundreds of blog pieces that covered this. The more one studies the Rekers/escort relationship and Rekers testimony, the more profound the sadness becomes.

When a 20-year old boy explains that his john appears to not understand his own sexuality, and when that john bases his “expert” testimony in a gay-adoption case on the higher levels of suicide, substance abuse, depression and affective disorder in the LGBT community, the closed loop becomes obvious.

George Alan Rekers is a victim of the very belief system he perpetuates through the self-fulfilling prophesy of using statistics that demonstrate oppression to justify continued oppression. That is why the specific facts of this scandal have lasting value when those before it do not. It shows the so-called “experts” of the anti-gay right have far less understanding of the psychology of LGBT people than the escorts who carry their luggage.

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Professional anti-gay psychologist George Alan Rekers was photographed at Miami International Airport with a 20-year-old boy by New Times Contributor Brandon K. Thorp. Result: yet another fall from grace by a paid propagandist for right wing causes. This time, the fallen is the expert witness used to derail gay adoption.

Rekers was a co-founder of the Family Research Council, though it has developed a sudden case of selective amnesia. The New Times story reported that the 20-year-old was an escort whom Rekers hired off the sexworker/bodyworker site rentboy.com. It appears the reporters were able to do so, because the escort, whom they called “Lucien” confirmed it in exchange for not being identified in the story.

But while the right wing organizations that used to tout Dr. Rekers on their websites have been busy scrubbing their sites*of any mention of his name, another story has been developing: several gay news sites have been seeking the identity of “Lucien,” and it appears they’ve been successful.

There’s been a pretty hearty debate on blogs and in the comments on stories about “Lucien” (whom the Advocate identifies as Jo-vanni Roman) over whether he has any expectation of privacy and whether specifics about him should or should not be revealed.

But there’s another question here: does “Lucien” have a professional responsibility, one like journalists or priests or doctors, to protect the specific details of his relationship with his john? This is not about Rekers: he’s a hypocrite of the worst order, its all about the rentboy. We saw this question raised with Mike Jones, who outed Ted Haggard, and its probably the next question in the very public deconstruction of the Rekers/Lucien relationship.

What he’s done so far doesn’t really breach any confidentiality. He confirmed who he was and why he was there and he hasn’t yet taken the bait to give blow-by-blow descriptions, with a not-too-artful hint that he might have done so if it could somehow have been off-the-record. Though Reker deserves to be called out for his lame attempts at denial, the world’s oldest profession deserves something too. It deserves professionals as practitioners.

UPDATE: Jo-vanni Roman takes Unzipped’s bait.

UPDATE II: Roman takes the bait with the hook, and goes all the way with New Times.

UPDATE III: University of South Carolina Medical School joins the “scrub away the gay” party and removes Dr. Rekers. Box Turtle Bulletin has the legacy screencapture.

* Ex-Gay Watch reports the changes to the Family Research Council were made before the Rekers trip, possibly as far back as 2007.

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The public relations debacle that started with the Human Rights Campaign’s Comedy Rally for Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell starring Kathy Griffin and ended with highly-paid HRC Director Joe Solmonese being named one of Washington’s best dressed may have claimed its first victim: Brad Luna.

At close of business, Friday, HRC’s Director of Communications left for good. “The position was eliminated,” says John Green, HRC’s director of human resources, who is unclear who will be performing Luna’s duties. “We will determine what positions will come out of that.”

For the last week, Luna had been ducking questions about what Lt. Choi was told about the nature of the rally, and HRC’s plans regarding Choi, while buzzing up a flurry of sudden activity criticizing Choi’s action and trying to raise funds to fight Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell.

Today, HRC’s deputy communications director acting in Luna’s place has taken the direct approach. HRC simply will not answer questions about it. They will neither confirm nor deny that GetEqual‘s Robin McGehee was told Choi couldn’t speak because he hadn’t signed a release that would give Griffin’s production company intellectual property rights to his speech. They’ll say nothing further about any support they’ll offer Choi, pointing to a statement on their blog which attendees at the rally report is “utterly untrue.”

Its been 41 years since the civil disobedience of the Stonewall Riot started the modern gay movement. HRC came along 11 years later. In their 30 years, they’ve been able to redefine Stonewall to be nothing more than a verb.

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Filling the 60 minutes of Kathy Griffin: My Life on the D List is no easy task. For each episode, you need a story, access to interesting people, and a few staged events where you can acquire tasty video able to overcome the short attention span of viewers who move along a 200-channel universe with a touch of the remote.

This week, the Griffin show is acquiring raw video for an episode featuring Griffin as “lobbyist for a day.” She’s lobbying to repeal Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell (DADT). But if there ever was an example of “I just play one on TV,” it’s Kathy Griffin as lobbyist.

Enter Human Rights Campaign (HRC), the DC LGBT organization that claims to be “a grassroots force of over 750,000 members and supporters nationwide.” As hearings take place in the Senate, HRC planned a rally at Freedom Plaza. As they describe it on their “HRC Back Story” webpage: “This week, Kathy Griffin is traveling to Washington to add her voice, by lobbying Members of Congress, meeting with veterans and mobilizing support.”

But there’s a backstory to the backstory, and that’s where the backchannel gets involved. The “rally” was little more than a staged event to provide tasty video for Michael Levitt Productions to sell to Bravo. Ordinarily, that little tidbit would do little more than sicken the attending activists sharp enough to see they were again being used. But Lt. Dan Choi, for reasons only he knows (but I suspect have to do with him being among the sharp ones), took some direct action.

Dan Choi and Kathy Griffin at HRC/Bravo Rally

He asked to speak. What he was told depends upon whom you believe. The HRC claims their president Joe Solmonese told Choi that it “wasn’t his sole decision to make on the spot.” Reports from the scene on the backchannel say Choi was told, “This is Bravo’s Show.” Choi cannot tell us, because he’s in jail tonight, and reports indicate he is not being allowed a phone call.

Griffin ultimately decided to ask Choi to the podium to speak, but I doubt she, her co-producers, or HRC are very happy with what he said. He told the truth about Barney Frank’s inside information that DADT wouldn’t be repealed this year. He pointed out that the White House was where the protest should be, and he asked people to march there with him. Griffin said she would.

Lt. Choi and Capt James Pietrangelo marched to the White House and handcuffed themselves to the fence with the help of Robin McGehee of GetEqual.org. About a hundred true activists went with them, but Solmonese of HRC wasn’t among them. The HRC’s excuse? He stayed behind because he “felt it was important to stay and engage those at the rally in ways they can continue building the pressure needed for repeal.”

Immediate repeal would help neither HRC nor Griffin. Though they’d both take credit for it, HRC would lose a reason to fundraise and provide free extras for video shoots that self-promote, and Griffin would have a stale show. Make no mistake, for Griffin, its about the show. Though she said she’d march with Choi, she stayed at the video shoot, tweeting a fawning misdirection when the backchannel called her on it. After all, Kathy Griffin isn’t really an activist. She just plays one on TV.

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