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The Dumping of Cliff

We got up the next morning, packed our bags and hit the road for the 6 hour drive to Knoxville.


After dropping off our rental car, we caught a flight to Vegas to catch up with friends there for two days. It was mellow and unremarkable, except that I was finally introduced to the yumminess that is P.F. Chang's, which is officially now one of the only chain restaurants I'm willing to eat at. Sooooo good.

We arrived last night in Bellingham and will be back in Vancouver today some time. On the Vegas shuttle to the airport, Rachel suddenly said, "I think it's time for me to break up with Cliff."

Allow me to explain.

We weren't sure exactly what to expect in Tennessee in terms of gay-friendly travelling. Although some people had told us it would be absolutely fine, they had primarily stayed in the big cities. We were travelling throughout the state, through some tiny towns and a lot of practically uninhabited country side. Considering that the Ku Klux Klan was started in Tennessee, Rachel was understandably cautious. Thus, she created Cliff.

"Here's the deal," she told me. "If we ever feel uncomfortable, we start talking about Cliff, and how much he misses me."

As the trip wore on, Cliff took on mythological proportions. A tug boat driver, he was a man's man. A huntin', shootin' and fishin' kind of guy. He and Brian meet for beers all the time. After the Dixie Stampede, when Rachel fell in love with the beautiful Amanda, we wondered how Cliff would take the news.

Having completed our time in Tennessee, it was time for Cliff to pack his bags and go home.

R.I.P., Cliff. Amanda's moving in, and there's not enough room in Rachel's heart for both of you.

Edit: Rachel has asked me to clarify that Cliff is a tug boat CAPTAIN, not a tug boat driver. Just because the poor guy is being dumped is no reason to demote him.
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The creation of Cliff is hilarious.... The south is still extremely close minded about people being gay. My cousin just came out of the closet in January and it has been a horrible situation for him. His father has disowned him and believes that his son can somehow be 'fixed'. His brother no longer speaks to him, his sister-in-law made things so extremely difficult that he was banned from going on a family vacation. Many of his old friends are quite judgemental. He now spends his time caved up at home when he's not working so he doesn't have to deal with all the judgement. It's very sad and I am ashamed that my roots are planted in the south only because people there are so full of judgement for others and don't want to open their minds and their hearts to the rest of the world. Don't get me wrong, not everyone there is like this but a great majority of them are.

That is both sad and enraging... does your cousin live in a small community or a bigger city? Do you think he'll stay where he is or move?
He lives in a very small community with no hope of ever moving away. Which is sad. He's a pharmacist...he has the world at his fingertips. I have tried convincing him to come to Vancouver for a visit. He would be in his element here but for some reason he won't. He hasn't been outside of where we grew up much so I don't think he realizes that other gays around the world have life much better (in some places). I get the impression he feels this is his lot in life and he will just have to deal.

It's very sad.