of his friends as the just result of their carelessness and on his own arrest as an outrage that all society should rally to avenge. What's more, homos are forced to be complete and utter cowards by virtue of the necessity of constant caution. They run screaming at the mention of the words vice squad (yet rush to those places where the vice squad waits for them). They go to fantastic lengths to keep their parents from knowing (fearing what? disinheritance? a spanking?) when the family unit is a group least to be feared and most necessary to educate. After all, that same damned family made you this way! Homos are generally unaware and indifferent to their civil rights. The law and politics are all one: vulgar, annoying and not too important. He is habitually suspicious, charmingly uninformed, inclined to be righteously indignant about most anything and strangely cruel. Summing up, he is precisely what society makes him, is outraged at this suggestion that he is a product of environmentand he deserves everything that happens to him. Were he to put his defiance into informed protest instead of egg-sized cuff-links, nothing could stop him. As it is, everything does and will. He's just not worth the bother.
A.X.
But They'll Outgrow It
They had no real idea of the catastrophe they courted... They only knew that life was great, and it was wonderful to be fifteen and in love!
To Dave Gordon, who had lived in Ochabee all his sixteen years, the shaded creek at the foot of the hill was the site of church, school and family picnics, a place for hiking or swimming-if you could build a dam before the farmer a mile downstream discovered his cattle had no water. The tottering barn had been a favorite spot for Dave and Paul Hunter, whose father owned it and stored alfalfa there in the winter. It had been over
two years ago that Dave and Paul had dug tunnels criss-crossing the hayloft. Each approaching feet first on opposite sides of a mound of hay, they would kick vigorously until their feet touched or didn't-as often happened.
As Dave stood tonight beside the stream near the barn he remembered the fragrance of the newly-cut alfalfa and the scent of Paul's hair which mingled to a heady aroma and kind of made you dizzy. He thought of the
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