"Is my son gay?" offers a series of questions right out of a dog-eared Freudian primer that are intended to help a hapless maternal parental unit determine -- once and for all -- whether to buy Hugh Jackman's version of Oklahoma or anything Metallica. Boxers or briefs? Mixed greens with arugula and endive or a wedge of iceberg? New Balance or Ferragamo?
Here are the Kafkaesque questions perfectly timed for the coming Apocalypse, aka, the 2012 election. I have not made any of these up. In fact, you can read the article for yourself HERE, but don't come whining to me afterward.