Nathalie notices that the Providers don't keep the trimmings from their plants -- a couple other, less Caucasian ladies sit at a table stuffing them into garbage bags -- and gorgeous lover Fiona explains that you can't compost them because they are bad for the beetroot as well as anybody who eats the beetroot. I don't know what beetroot is but I'm sure it tastes all kinds of vegan. Their adorable five-year-old comes running through the room with golden locks flowing and Nathalie manages to call him "her" and "she" about sixty times before Linda rears up on the couch: "We need to cut his hair. You're gonna make him a fag!"
Fiona shows a bit of mommy steel, hissing, "Hey. He's good" before grabbing the boy -- "Kish" -- and needling him about how the improvised Barbie gun he's created "better be shooting peace rays!" And I mean, for a show that doesn't always do gay that well, you have nailed it. Well fucking played. For being such cartoons these are the least cartoonish gay ladies I've ever seen on TV. I mean, I looooved the makeup lady last year, but if you want a little peek at my life, check these ladies out. I live in Austin, for Christ's sake, just trust me. In fact, I seem to remember painting a perfect portrait of them at some point in the past... Yeah, here it is.
First of all, little boys do this. Everything is a gun. A bitten bite out of a slice of bread makes it into a gun made of bread. ("Any tool is a weapon if you hold it right," said Sister Ani. She was talking about IQ, but then lesbian vegetarian mommies wield that weapon better than anybody.) It's not about violence, it's about penises, which explains why even super gay little kids will still improvise guns, and why even super cool moms will never figure that one out. So the fact that he's doing this with a Barbie doll in the house of a thousand mommies is just a brilliant, tiny little detail that's metonymic for the whole thing.
But it also reinforces the idea that even if Nancy had been the perfect mother -- which the only thing better than one mother is two mommies and science will back me up on this -- there would still be violence, because it's also about violence. Case in point: Kish fully rips the head off the Barbie/gun just as they're clarifying his gender. Fiona sends Kish to the Contemplation Corner, which is more-lesbian-than-lesbian for Time Out, and he goes cheerfully and sweetly.