The PJ Tatler recently reported on the case of Larry Brinkin, for many years an “icon” on the Human Rights Commission in San Francisco: “A former high-ranking San Francisco government employee convicted of felony possession of child pornography will continue to receive his government pension because, according to city regulations, evidence of ‘moral turpitude’ is required to revoke a pension yet viewing violent kiddie porn does not qualify as moral turpitude." (Emphasis theirs.)
Michael Chapman of CNSNews.com also noted shocking racist remarks in Brinkin’s e-mails about "nailing" black toddlers. The media that loves riffing on pedophile Catholic priests have done nothing on this pedophile story. But 25 years ago, Brinkin was hailed as a gay-rights hero for instituting the “domestic partnership” rules in San Francisco.
Apparently, the liberals only publish the materials that fit their smug narrative of progressivism on the march, with no villains on the Left. A Nexis search shows that on July 5, 1989, The Washington Post published an almost 4,000-word Brinkin appreciation by reporter Cynthia Gorney, which began:
Sometime this month, as soon as the paperwork has been put in order and the county clerk's office says it's time, Larry Brinkin is going to change into something elegant and walk to San Francisco City Hall with the music professor whose role in Brinkin's life is about to be formally renamed.
Television cameras, Brinkin figures, will probably be watching them arrive. Maybe he'll put a flower in his jacket. Maybe there'll be a cake, and musicians. Maybe a dozen couples will do it all at once, walk into the city clerk's office together and sign the Declarations, one at a time.
Then they'll be Domestic Partners.
Then they can go outside and tell the reporters what they think that means...
The point is that Larry Brinkin and Wood Massi, who may not legally marry because both of them are men, will be able this month to walk into an office of the City and County of San Francisco and put their names on a piece of paper declaring that they have chosen to share one another's lives in an intimate and committed relationship of mutual caring. The point is that eight years ago, when Brinkin's previous lover committed suicide after the two of them had lived together for more than a decade, Brinkin left work temporarily to attend to details and his own grief, and afterward applied for the three days of paid bereavement leave that his employer, the Southern Pacific Transportation Co., offered any employee who was grieving the death of an immediate family member.
"And then they defined what it means," Brinkin says. "It's a huge list. It's your spouse, your mother, father, your in-laws, children, stepmother, or stepfather. Nowhere in there does it say anything about 'friend,' or 'domestic partner,' or anything else. But as far as I was concerned, Richard was my spouse."
Brinkin smiles faintly; he is at this moment in the office where he now works, which happens to be the San Francisco Commission on Human Rights. His specialty is discrimination based on sexual orientation. "I assumed Southern Pacific would understand that Richard was my spousal equivalent," Brinkin says. "I must have been very naive."
It would also be naive to assume that this Brinkin story would see the light of day in our ideologically blinkered national media.
