Kiss another man.
From here:
A man has told of how he was ordered to leave a central London pub after a staff member objected to him kissing a man he was on a date with.
James Bull, 23, said he and Jonathan Williams, 26, were thrown out of the John Snow on Broadwick Street, Soho.
Mr Bull said he was “shaking” after a woman claiming to be the pub’s landlady removed them for being “obscene”.
The Metropolitan Police are investigating the incident, while the John Snow pub is yet to comment.
Samuel Smith’s brewery, the owner of the pub, declined to comment on the incident.
“I felt belittled. I felt physically sick and we were both shaking,” said Mr Bull, a charity worker from Kentish Town in north London.
“It made me feel dirty. I’ve never experienced anything like this before.”
Mr Bull said a man claiming to be the pub’s landlord first raised objection to their kissing shortly after 0945 BST.
“We were kissing and a guy who claimed to be the landlord came over and told us to stop. I don’t want to see that. It offends me,” he said.
“We had just kissed. It was nothing obscene. He said if we didn’t tone it down, we would have to leave.
When I was much younger, I remember being thrown out of a pub for kissing – come to think of it, there may have been a degree of groping, too – my girlfriend. I put the whole thing down to envy; the BBC didn’t report on it. Also, since I found the experience exhilarating, it didn’t make me feel dirty, I didn’t shake, nor did I feel belittled, physically sick – other than from the after effects of a pub pie – or shocked. In fact, it was a highlight of my university week, and one with which I regaled my friends with considerable relish.
Why has the contemporary pub ejection phenomenon become an occasion for such excruciating angst?
Well, it’s because the kissers were homosexuals and homosexuals are compulsive victims. The actions of a publican who simply wants to sell beer and ejects those who might put his customers off their beer, become headline news, the publican becomes a bigot, the homosexuals become filled with righteous indignation and Tatchell will probably blow a gasket.
Pathetic.
