I have been a fan of the old adage “When you are a hammer, everything looks like a nail” for a long time now. Sometimes you just have to drag this particular oldie but goodie and take it for it for a spin. Especially when it comes to a particular type of ridiculousness, being those who see conspiracies everywhere they look. You know the type. These are the people who see badness lurking behind every tree, black is the only color of helicopter they see and everything-and I mean EVERYTHING-is a conspiracy. The latest incarnation of this particular strain of paranoia is one that, unfortunately, keeps rearing its ugly head in political races throughout the country.

This is the same paranoia that keeps some fathers from letting their daughters try out for the softball team in high school-because you know softball is the root of all gayness in women. This is the same paranoia that keeps mothers from letting their three and four year old sons take part in a ballet class-because, you know, that will make them gay (never mind the very virile Baryshnikov laid that one to rest-along with a number of dancers and actresses-years ago). This time the target of this particular paranoia is the top grossing Disney movie “Frozen”. Yes, you read that right dear reader. When I read the original article that led me to read the blog post on this topic that set the social media-verse on fire-and unfortunately handed the proverbial frying pan to the liberal press with which to beat us soundly over the head as a collective-I was astounded. In the words of Sigmund Freud “Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar”. In this case, sometimes a children’s musical is just that-a children’s musical.

As John Nolte of Breitbart said in his blog posting yesterday in response to this media phenomenon that the Main Stream Media took hold of and (of course) smacked conservatives as a whole around with:

“So, is Disney’s “Frozen” an insidious but brilliant piece of homosexual propaganda?

No. No, it’s not. Not even close.

I don’t pretend to be very good at much of anything but one thing I am good at is spotting a political agenda in a piece of entertainment from a hundred yards. Last night I screened “Frozen” and there was … nothing. My antennae was up and spinning but it just kept spinning. Nothing stopped it. “Frozen” is only “gay” in the original sense of the word: it makes you smile.”

I refuse to post the link to the original blog posting written by a grandmother who took to her blog to postulate about the intentions of Disney after being drug to this film by her third grandchild since to do so would, I feel, legitimize her viewpoint on the matter. I can empathize with her, as the mother of a five year old I see many things that I would rather not see repeatedly. Some that come to mind are various episodes of Caillou, Go Diego Go and anything having to do with Elmo (who my German Mother In Law refers to as “Der rotte teuful”, translation”The Red Devil”). I have seen all of the aforementioned things more in the past five years than I would ever wish anyone to, but this goes with raising children in the age of streaming video. I am confident that my parents felt similarly about all the episodes of The Muppet Show and Sesame Street that we watched when I was growing up. However, never during the course of any conversation that I can remember, has my Catholic mother mentioned that she thought that watching Elton John in his spangled glory all those years might have made me think about girls the way I have always thought about boys, or that seeing Lily Tomlin play the Operator “Ernestine” would make me a lesbian.

When we as conservatives embrace this kind of thought, it damages us all. We can file this one under what a dear friend of mine calls “Why we can’t have nice things”. I would file this in that same file in between Todd Akin’s explanation of “legitimate rape” and Nevada assemblyman Jim Wheeler’s (R) claim that he would “Vote for anything his constituents wanted-even if they demanded to re-instate slavery”. Sometimes if we cannot find anything nice to say, perhaps we should remember what “Frozen” taught us and “Let It Go”.