Dan Hampton used to be a defensive tackle for the Chicago Bears. He played 12 seasons. He was inducted into the Pro Football Hall of Fame in 2002. And he likes the movie Brokeback Mountain. In fact, he's so into Brokeback Mountain that he references its title when discussing football, a sport he continues to just adore. He especially enjoys talking about his favorite movie, Brokeback Mountain, in his duties as co-hosting job on the syndicated show Pro Football Weekly.

What follows is an on-air love letter from Dan to a football team he worships, the Dallas Cowboys, in which he compares them to his favorite movie, Brokeback Mountain. He also says something about some guy named Clint Eastwood, but we have no idea who that is because we're too busy being total fags like Dan Hampton. Go Dan Hampton, champion of gay stuff everywhere!

P.S. He's also fond of Hurricane Katrina.

I had great luck at this year's New York International Fringe Festival, including the one-man show Rites of Privacy. It's an excellent showcase for the skills of actor David Rhodes, who wrote and performed the piece. You get a little bit of everything: autobiographical moments, numerous character sketches, and even a little dancing. The strongest moments center on Rhodes himself, who exudes a warmth akin to Stanley Tucci.

Autumn is great for people who like coats and getting the flu. It's also great for people who like to do nothing else except sit in movie theaters. That's because the studios like to save for the fall any movie they think (or just idiotically presume) has something important to say and might get an award. Any award. So there's a glut coming.

Sift through these. They're the ones your friends will be talking about, even if it's just because of OHMYGODBETTYWHITEISSOFUNNYANDOLD. You don't want to be shunned from really important conversations about Betty White, do you?

Is it possible that the Republicans are tired of bullying and oppressing the LGBT community and are now, instead, focusing their seething hatred on Muslims?

There have been some high profile Republicans who recently came out in tepid [or, at times, strong] support for gay rights. Some people believe that with former RNC Chairman Ken Mehlman out of the closet, it's just a matter of time before the whole Republican's vocal distaste for the gay community will disappear.

Well, as far as I'm concerned, there are two scenarios (after the jump):

Sure, you've run a marathon, completed the adoption process for a Romanian orphan, and think of listening to Wagner's Ring Cycle in its entirety as "a brief musical interlude." But you haven't really proven your endurance until you plumb the depths of Europopped, the blog dedicated to celebrating -- and sometimes skewering -- the antics of cheesy European pop stars old and new. Imagine a world where acts like Las Ketchup and Edelweiss were as big as the Beatles and the Stones, rather than flash-in-the-pan guilty pleasures, and Bodies Without Organs wrote the national anthem. That's Europopped.

Thank God for Fred Niles, conservative Australian Christian Democrat. He's worked tirelessly his entire career opposing gay marriage, gay rights, abortion rights and pornography. So, it's particularly rewarding to learn that his work computer was recently audited by The Daily Telegraph and they discovered he had accessed gay pornography (something his party vehemently opposes) over -- get this -- 200,000 times.

Take it from someone who watches a lot of porn -- 200,000 hits is a lot of fu*king gay porn, huh?

The New Yorker has a must-read feature on downtown musician, actor, and artist John Lurie (above) and his troubled relationship with a one-time friend who is either (un)reasonably pissed at Lurie or stalking him relentlessly.

You can't access it online without a subscription but one moment is too hilarious not to repeat. Lurie had the falling-out with younger artist John Perry -- if you can call it a falling-out when you believe someone is trying to kill you. Lurie literally went into hiding, but the tale is far more complicated and interesting than that and the article speaks to both men at length about their years-long exchanges of texts and phone calls and messages between intermediaries.

Writer Tad Friend wrote the piece which says at one point, "That same day, Lurie says -- his fifty-sixth birthday, December 14 -- Perry called and said, 'When I find you, I will show you how I feel about you in the deepest way imaginable. I can wait longer than you. It will come when you least expect it.' (Perry says that he sent the message -- that he hoped they could meet so 'I might intimately express my deepest feelings towards you' -- only by text.)

Both men were avowedly heterosexual, but Lurie felt that Perry's behavior, and particularly this latest threat, suggested a rebuffed lover. it brought back to his mind the time that Perry had walked in while he was taking a bath and remarked, 'You've got a beautiful penis.' Perry denies any attempt to imply that he would punish Lurie sexually, saying, 'I knew that keeping it deliberately vague would infuriate him.' He adds, 'I'm sure I might have said, 'You've got a good-looking c*ck there, my friend,' but I wouldn't have used the word "beautiful" about a friend's penis.'"

Last week, Kylie Minogue rolled out the official video (embedding disabled) for "Get Outta My Way," the second single from Aphrodite. Anyone who caught her performance on America's Got Talent should recognize a fair chunk of the choreography (augmented with a few moves we thought were filed away for good after Jane Lynch's spot-on "Vogue" parody) although it's executed more deftly here, complemented by neat-o lighting FX and a trio of glitzy costumes. That bit where she looks like a superhero on the prow of a ship is strangely stirring, and we can't wait for the outtakes/bloopers reel where she discusses dancing with that potentially lethal piece of gold jewelry.