Michael Medved On The NBA, Gays And Ugly Fat Women

I know the guy is trying his hardest to be Townhall's shock-jock but today's effort is breathtaking in its not-so-implied bigotry:

Tim Hardaway (and most of his former NBA teammates) wouldn’t welcome openly gay players into the locker room any more than they’d welcome profoundly unattractive, morbidly obese women. I specify unattractive females because if a young lady is attractive (or, even better, downright “hot”) most guys, very much including the notorious love machines of the National Basketball Association, would probably welcome her joining their showers. The ill-favored, grossly overweight female is the right counterpart to a gay male because, like the homosexual, she causes discomfort due to the fact that attraction can only operate in one direction. She might well feel drawn to the straight guys with whom she’s grouped, while they feel downright repulsed at the very idea of sex with her.

I mean, c'mon dude!

Update Adam at a violently Executed Blog, in an excellent and thought-provoking post, feels that Medved, Hardaway, Ted Haggard and others have insecurity problems, each is -

desperate to be "normal", thinking that to be normal he has to deny some fundamental part of himself, to the point that he became abnormal. Straight men that aren't worried about their sexuality don't worry about the thought of other men seeing them naked. Straight men that are confident just don't think about it - it's not a problem for them. Hell, I'm bisexual, and openly so...I don't think about it near as much as Medved or Hardaway.

It is, certainly, the case that those who protest most violently about morality are those who themselves frequently break their own Victorian moral code.

Update The Sis gets real:

All I can say is that these assholes would crumple if they had to spend a week as a woman, getting chatted up, having their space invaded, being subjected to unwanted touching, and all other manner of unsubtle displays of attraction by, well, them. It's precisely the kind of drooling, moronic Neanderthals who proffer asinine arguments like this one that have the least compunction about aggressive horniness—which is, I suppose, why they can't imagine that there exist people who, even if they are attracted to someone, don't feel compelled to practically hump his or her leg to show it.