Miscellaneous writing

  • Foolish Thing Desire
    For gay men, the intersection of sex and race brings out the worst in a small number of people, who then make headaches for everyone else.
  • Deserve American
    Reducing citizenship to where you're born diminishes what it means to be an American for everyone.
  • This Land Is Your Land
    Journalist Jose Antonio Vargas came out as undocumented and challenged the nation on what it means to be American.
  • Daniel's Choice
    Faced with a decision between living with integrity or living a lie, West Point graduate and Iraq War veteran Lt. Daniel Choi chose honesty
  • Cross Cultural
    Cooking my first Thanksgiving dinner for my in-laws last year, things were going perfectly up until the point when I sliced off the tip of my finger.
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About Sean Bugg

  • I’m the co-publisher of Metro Weekly, Washington, DC’s biggest and best gay and lesbian publication. Over the course of my 40-something years, I've been a good little golden boy, a sub-Ivy-League college grad, an annoying activist, a very active party boy, a humorist and a journalist -- if those last two have any distinction. In addition to the magazine, I’m a freelance writer, car reviewer, book addict, gamer, amateur tennis player and reasonably successful husband. I have my hands full.
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Yes, I do have a bit of a dark side. Or, at least, a 90% gray-screen dark side.

But, like Jimbo, I have a nanny side that comes out more strongly than I would ever have expected. On the one hand, I hate Boomer and Gen-X parents who act as if the world should be child-proofed solely for the sake of their own little baby-fuckin'-Einsteins, but on the other, every time I'm around the masses of cute kids my in-laws have I'm totally convinced that one of them is going to poke their eye out with a fork or sever their carotid with a butter knife.

If I adopt, it's going to be one hell of a ride. At least for everyone but the kid, who'll likely be spoiled to hell and back.

I think it was from watching these videos that I freaked out when a toddler wandered on to the rugby field yesterday during a match. I could totally visualize a pair of knobby cleats going into the kid's head. I yelled, "WHOSE CHILD IS ON THE FIELD?!?"

One too many seasons as a camp counselor still makes me rather nannyish once in a while.

Luckily, kids are very resilient.

oh shit, I just peed my pants. Does this confirm what I've suspected - - that you are truly dark sided?

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