Note: I first published this article two years ago. I am reposting today because my new novel, “Downsized” was recently rejected by a publishing company because of my politics, and specifically about one of my articles. I think this was the offending article. I’m republishing to stick a thumb in the eye of the publisher and to proclaim that free speech isn’t dead.
You’d think, walking around Stockholm (as I recently did), that Sweden’s national flag is rainbow gay. After all, it’s more ubiquitous here right now than the Scandinavian nation’s own beautiful emblem (a bold yellow cross on a royal blue field). Everywhere you look you see the queer colors: as a pennant on top of a hotel, a sign in front of a restaurant, and even flapping as ensigns from the ships in the harbor. The waitresses are sporting the colors on their suspenders, and the waiters have rainbow ties. Rainbow sunglasses, socks, and decals abound. Why, you ask, is Stockholm afflicted with such a bad case of homophilia these days?
