A kid walked up to me on the street this morning, I met a couple of classes doing a city tour, and he just came up to me, looked me straight in the face and called me homo.
"You homo," he said.
I looked at the nearest adult, but he just gave me a blank stare. As if I were to take this kind of shit. In a quasi-one-hundreth of a second I was caught between making little, neat arrangements of his brain or just let it fade into the concrete wall behind him, but then I having considered them, I realized the kid was lost and my hope of revenge was non-existing.
Of course it was a small kid. Still, imagine me meeting someone incidentally on the street, smile and just say: " you homo". The prime minister of Norway is, in fact, right now, in the neighbour building. Suppose I accidentally met him on my way out to have a cigarette and just said: "you homo"
He is very christian, a priest and all, and would naturally be offended, as I was when this kid implicitly implied some counterfactual statement about my sexuality. The thing is, ‘homo’ means more than just homosexual. When I grew up, I remember calling someone ‘homo’ instead of foolish, stupid, assholish etc. Oh them? I don’t like them. They’re fucking homos.
This is a typical example of some adjective that has lost or received an additional extension. Like terrorism.
Apart from that I think this little kid should’ve been rectified. You don’t think I’m homosexual. Your opinion is that I am foolish, stupid etc. For which you deserve a good spanking, you worthless piece of shit.
Indeed the prime minister is here, but since I’m at work I’ve been told that I don’t represent myself but the institution. Which means that I can’t throw stuff at him. Too bad. But perhaps I could call him a homo.
The Crown Prince is here too. I wouldn’t throw stuff at him, just make him ask the PM to resign.