Steve Sailer has a great post up on his site about this hilariously deranged story in the New York Times. One of my favorite gags since the onset of homosexual hysteria is that the lunatics are crafting an imaginary past in which homosexuals were kept on lavender farms in the south. Like blacks, who Progressives claim to have liberated, homosexuals were forced to slave away on the lavender farms as chattel. That makes the lunatic obsession with homosexuals today an analog to the Civil Rights Movement. It is intended to be a joke, but the NYTimes story suggests I am not too far off the mark.

Glenn Burke was 27 when he walked out on Major League Baseball, his promising career as an outfielder undone mostly by the burden of being a semicloseted gay man. It was 1980, and it was more important, Burke later explained, to be himself than to be a professional baseball player.

I remember 1977 and I have no recollections of anyone hissing at this guy. In fact, I have no recollection of him at all. The reason is, he was not very good.

When you hit .237 over six seasons, the game walks away form you, not the other way around. He was not the first washed up ball player to blame the unfairness of life for his busted dreams. I’ve known a few guys who never got over washing out of baseball. They never made it to the bigs and have a million reasons for it other than they were not good enough.

You would think a reporter would utilize Al Gore’s Contrivance to look up the stats, but that’s not how lunatics roll. First they create the narrative and then they fill in the facts. It’s not a lot different from how the Soviets would airbrush people in and out of photos. When you think everything including observable reality must be bent toward reaching the promised land over the next hill, silly things like facts are not going to stop you from reinventing the past.