Skinny-dipping and finger tricks with Michael Savage

Jackson Clubb | 7/22/2008 10:00 pm | Shadowboxing the Apocalypse

It just hardley is a surprise anymore. Every fringe-right homophobic windbag turns out to be a closet case.

Gawker Media broke this one. Michael Weiner, (aka Michael Savage), was an old pal of poet Allen Ginsberg. They swam nude together in Fiji. The letter ftom Weiner to Ginsberg, is the killer bit:
"Michael Savage, the f*g hating radio host who thinks autism is the parents' fault, may seem like your typical blustery foaming-at-the-mouth neocon piece of sh*t. But Radar suggests that that's not necessarily so. I mean, yes, he's a neocon piece of sh*t, but one with a hippie past. Well, enough of a hippie/beatnik past to have been friends with Howl scribe and confirmed sodomite Allen Ginsberg. They wrote letters, long ago in the animal soup of time when Savage was Michael Weiner:"

Dear Allen:
After speaking to you on the phone about how nice the black-white thing is in mountain villages in Fiji, I walked downstairs to the school courtyard, where a little-known black brother looks at me, takes my hand gently, we do some old-world Lower East Side finger tricks, and he peacefully kisses the back of my hand-I do the same for his hand. I told him about our brief talk, and he says, "I must have felt the vibes."

Michael Weiner

All right. I've briefly met Allen Ginsberg, and a couple of the Fugs, along the way myself. They didn't get to any "Lower East-side finger tricks." Not counting Tuki Kupferberg's use of an antique Six-Finger toy in a slideshow, of course. There is probably more to it than that.That can't be it. This excerpt from Michael Weiner's book might shed some insight:

"In Savage's thinly veiled confessional novel Vital Signs, the protagonist admits he is allured by "masculine beauty", saying, "I choose to override my desires for men when they swell in me, waiting out the passions like a storm, below decks." - intangible child, Defending the Truth

How does a fairly reasonable bohemian with a master's in Botany, become a hate-mongering dick? Maybe the batteries on his alien implant are dead, who knows. Savage had crossed over into the self-loathing gay mode in 2003, to get himself canned from NBC for slurs and threats on the air. Seems that Savage's home station is owned by Disney.

Dare we ask how the inclusion of Allen Ginsberg's skinny-dipping pal has affected the House of Mouse?

It might be prudent to ask some Disney PR flaks why they employ someone who thinks that autistic children are faking it and just need a little tough love.

Cross-posted on Zenger.us