Saturday, December 11, 2010

"Straight Pride?" I seriously could not be LESS proud to be straight when I see your stupid shirt

I got asked a question this week. I got asked, "What do you do when someone around you says something against homosexuality?"

It made me think. Not so much about what I do, but how it makes me feel. What I do is, I try to reason. I try to speak eloquently. I try to sway them with my powers of persuasion. And what usually winds up happening is, I want to break their face in with frustration. I feel as though I am pounding my head against a wall and they are laughing at me. I feel as though they enjoy watching me come up with logical arguments that they can spin around into "but, the Bible says so" or "but, it's not natural." No matter what I say, they will not see the facts, but will instead say "let's just agree to disagree."

Fuck that.

You can NOT have your own facts. You can NOT make up your own truth. And, you can NOT harm this next generation and force them back into a closet. At least, you can't do it without a fight.

Because fight you, I will. I don't care if you are 17 or 71, I will not let you get away with your lies. Especially when you try to use a man of peace and inclusion as your front man. Jesus is on your side? Seriously? Because I am positive you make the tiny baby Jesus cry everytime you speak his name.

Because, everytime you put someone down for what they are, for who they love, and for being proud to be themselves, you bring evil into this world. Everytime you tell someone that they are "unnatural", the world gets a little darker. And everytime, you push a person into your ready-made shame and disgust, by telling them that they are wrong and shouldn't exist, you are only a step away from being a murderer.

When you tell someone that their very being is wrong, that they are an abomination, and that they can't have the same basic human rights as everyone else, you kill a little part of them. And when you go out of your way to repeal laws that protect them as people and pass laws that purposely neglect them, you are telling them that they are not as human as the rest of us. And if they aren't as good and can never be as good, what is the use?

And that is when YOU have blood on your hands.

So, go ahead and wear you stupid shirt. You have every right. I also have every right to tell you what a fucking idiot you look like when you do.

Like this:

Thursday, August 5, 2010

Make a Vow: Never Be Silent

Yesterday, a move towards justice was made when Judge Walker informed us of what every kindergartner is taught the first day of school: play nice and share. At long last, California law no longer legitimizes the discrimination of gays and lesbians in regards to marriage. This is a victory.

But, this fight is not over. The minds that brought this about still exist. The people who challenged the right to love and to have that love recognized, will not stop. And while it is well and good to make your fight big, it is more important to make it deep.

So talk. Talk about equality. Make them uncomfortable. Drag the bigotry out into the sunshine, where it can die. Talk at work, at school, at home. Talk about it with your friends, your family, with a total stranger. Wear your views where they can be seen. We will drag people, kicking and screaming if we have to, into the 21st century.

Don’t let anyone tell you that it’s not the time, the place, or that’s it’s inappropriate. Equality is NEVER inappropriate. Don’t let them tell you that this is a political issue and that we can “agree to disagree.” I will never agree to disagree. I will never concede that anyone has the right to tell another how to live their life and I will never allow that it is just a political issue. These are people’s LIVES they are playing with here and they cannot be allowed to “agree to disagree.”

Make a vow: Never be silent.
Where there is injustice, speak out.
When a wrong is done to another, defend them.
When you see bigotry, squelch it with truth.
Never be afraid of defending what is right and teach your children the same.
Teach them closets are for clothes, bigotry belongs firmly in the past, and that they are our future.
Tell them that if they don't speak out, no one else will.
Teach them: never be silent.

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Small minds :(

I hate this country sometimes. Not the country itself, but some of the people in it. I guess what I really hate is that "We're number one!" attitude that people get that is REALLY saying "The rest of you SUCK!"

I hate that people get so bitter over pressing "one" for English. My gods, if that is REALLY what fucks up your day, then you might want to re-examine your life. I hope you get stuck in a foreign country, poor as a church mouse, trying to learn a language with people looking down their nose at you. Where they make laws taking away your rights just because you look a certain way or act a certain way and then call it "reasonable."

I hate that they complain about jobs being taken by bilingual people, but they won't learn another language themselves. If it is that easy, why don't THEY learn another language? We shouldn't have to, they say. We were here first. Yeah, well I am sure that you can find a Native American to go and commiserate with. Good luck with that.

I just hate that people aren't nice to people who don't look like them, don't sound like them, or don't act exactly like them. I hate that our country is seeming to become more racist by the day and I hate that I see nice people jumping on this bandwagon all under the guise of saving money, saving jobs, and saving our country.

What, exactly, are we saving it for? Are these not the tired, hungry, and poor huddled masses? Would you prefer they came in and took over the land and killed us all? Gave us the proverbial blankets of smallpox? Oh, wait. Those were real. (And that was US.)

So, the ones who came in and committed mass genocide and stole the land and basically raped this continent; they are heroes. The Mexican family down the street working two jobs to try and feed their kids so they may have a better life; well, in Arizona, they'd better have ID on them at all times. And god forbid a family in Alabama can't understand anything at their kids' parent/teacher conference-everything is to be in English now.

So, while everyone is so concerned about jobs, money, and country, they have forgotten our humanity.

Sigh. I hate this country sometimes.