And people running around like, oh it’ll get better, it’ll get better. No, it ain’t gone get no better until things change. I can give you example after example of that, but I don’t want to use any local names to give you examples. Things won’t get better until there’s a change in some areas and stuff. And you know what his platform was? Change. We’re gone change. We’re all … aw it’s OK … for … and … y’all can get pissed off at me or not. You can go tell the principal, you can call the superintendent and tell her. I don’t believe in queers, I don’t like queers. I don’t … I don’t hate them as a person but what they do is wrong, it’s an abomination against God. I don’t like being around queers.
Grisham will have to attend mandatory sensitivity classes and meet with the assistant superintendent once a month.
The board has also removed him from his 5th period psychology class, and he will be given a different assignment.
Some people were pleased with the Board’s decision; others think the punishment should have been tougher.
“I think it’s fair because I’m a big supporter of Mr. Grisham. I’ve known him for years,” said Lee Barclay. “He’s taught my children. My son played football under him. He’s a good Christian man; he just misspoke that day.”
Are we now defining “misspoke” as “oh shit, somebody overheard me?” Are we now defining it as “I thought I was in a room full of friendlies but apparently everybody isn’t down with my smug bigoted shit?” Because otherwise I don’t see how this is an accident. It’s not like he tripped and fell into a big pile of I Hate Queers. Hey, who left that box of Abominations Against God here, right where somebody could run into it with his mouth? I was aiming for Love is the Answer but somehow my dart landed on Gays Are Gross instead.
(I didn’t know anybody younger than my grandparents still said “queers” as a pejorative, by the way. I’m poking 40 with a short stick and even homophobes my age mainly use queer as a Scrabble word.)
Call it wrong, but don’t call it a mistake, because that implies innocence. Misspeaking is saying ten when you meant twenty, or calling someone Bill when his name is Bob. It’s not saying you don’t like queers when what you really mean is OH SHIT SOMEBODY WAS RECORDING ME HAVE I MENTIONED MY HEART IS PURE?
Grisham told the TimesDaily on Wednesday afternoon he misspoke.”I misspoke in a debate-type situation,” he said. “I have no hatred toward anyone or any group. People that know my heart, they know that.”
Oh, it was a DEBATE! In that case, hey, he was just playing the part of an ignorant-ass neck. He was trying to teach his students a valuable lesson, perhaps about how difficult it is to live in a world where gay people exist. And if we’d just talk to all these people that KNOW YOUR HEART, why, then we’d see that you have no hatred against people you think are abominations against God.
Silly us. When we said you were just a bigoted asshole who needs a crash course in how the world works here in the 21st century or at least some lessons in how to keep your cakehole pasted shut, we must have misspoke.