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Gays of Our Lives: My Mother's Queer TV

I have a certain unsolicited, unwarranted and ultimately unwanted pity for this youngest generation of saplings coming of age in the now (or the RN as they might call it—I’m honestly not sure, I try to avoid anyone who falls between the ages 10-20 as assiduously as possible). Sure, this generation of youth of the nation gets to enjoy all the good pods (what’s crackin’, Tide) while completely bypassing all the bad pods (the 95 pound iPod Classic that you could bludgeon your si