The nerve of some folks.

From a Salvation Army document on sexuality:

"...same-sex relationships which are genitally expressed are unacceptable..."

Other than you gotta love that "genitally expressed" bit, I provide that as one of the kinder things the Sally Anne has said about gay people.

So imagine my great surprise to see a Sally Anne Christmas charity campaign bell ringer with the famous collection container in the very heart of gay ol' Toronto -- the corner of Church & Wellesley. I asked the man standing there with some genuine interest and a whole lot of surprise, if "the Salvation Army's position on homosexuality has changed?" He stared at me with utterly dead eyes and expression, and I didn't say anything for about 10 seconds, our eyes locked, and then told him I found his choice of location interesting. Nothing changed in his expression and his silence held. I walked on.

I know, I know, the recipients of the Sally Anne's work shouldn't suffer based on the charity's political nonesense, but I choose (except knowing my United Way cash will make it to them) to direct my charitable dollars to those who aren't preaching to the poor bastards on the receiving end that I'm genitally expressed in a sick way.

Fuck you Sally. You too Anne.