It’s pretty much a given that the most vociferously homophobic men are usually repressing something. But, oh Mary, Michele Bachmann’s husband Marcus takes the ever-loving cake. He’s a cure-the-gay therapist out of a John Waters movie. I haven’t seen flames this high since the last California wildfire (the footage of him from 1:34-2:00 is a masterpiece of editorial counterpoint). It should be noted that his remarks excerpted in the beginning of this piece were in response to a question about adolescents and homosexuality; the barbarians in need of discipline are gay-curious teenagers, not homosexual adults per se (full exchange here at 2:14). That makes his words no less hateful, of course, and one can’t help take them as a self-confessional declaration of strength over temptation. Still, if she wins the nomination I guess we know who’ll be manning the confetti.