Savage words

I just read the following comment from conservative hate talk show host Michael Savage:
"So there are the vermin now celebrating twisted perverse marriage in the middle of America, calling it a victory. It's a victory for perversion in my opinion. ... You want me to tell you what makes me sick? When I see two puffy white males kissing each other, I wanna puke. When I see two women kissing each other, on the lips, as lovers, I wanna vomit. Why? It's unnatural. It's against all of the laws of mankind. It is against all the laws of humankind. It is suicide for a society to embrace such behavior."
I must admit, while I've heard the name before spit out in contempt and frustration from left-leaners, after reading this, I just HAD to google this venomous man to see what he looked like.
Talk about puffy white meat! This guy could be the poster boy for ugly, aging, pasty white trash. All he needs is a John Deere T-shirt, an "I Heart Hunting" (read: zeroing in on defenseless animals with heat-seeking, infra-red bullets and blowing them to smithereens, taking home the trophy head to display as a badge of manliness and leaving the carcass to rot, all the while claiming, 'I kill for the meat.'), and a cluster pendant made of welded beer bottle tops, and he's ready for his crown and scepter.
How sad it must be to be Michael Savage. However, in a twisted way I kind of understand why he feels he must lash out at everyone, especially gay men, who are far fitter and classier than he could ever hope to be.