Tuesday, April 21

LGBTQ Push Back Fundraiser

Yes, I'm really back (see my post from a couple of days ago for sheepish apology).

One of the things that I've allowed to get to me the last few months has been all the shit going down around the country concerning this idea that the freedom to practice "your" religion (you know, "your" as in a general sense, not you, Kind Person reading my blog) somehow means "you" (ditto) get to tell other people how they can live their lives.

The best analogy I ever read on this issue goes something like this:

A woman goes into a posh restaurant, sits down, and orders a salad, skip the dressing, just a wedge of lemon, please. A few moments later, another woman comes in and sits in the table across from her. The woman orders only a cup of tea and a piece of cake.

Salad lady stews in her ire as both her plate of lettuce and the other woman's cake are brought out at the same time. She takes a bite. The other woman tucks in as well.

No longer able to contain her rage, the salad lady stands up and yanks the plate of cake away from the other woman--a complete and total stranger, by the way--and cries out:

"You can't eat that in front of me! I'm on a diet! I HAVE to lose fifty pounds!" She levels an evil glare at the woman she's "saved" from the cake. "Do you have any idea how many calories there are in this? You should be ashamed of yourself for even thinking about cake! Sitting here, gleefully killing yourself with all those calories--why you're not only hurting yourself, but you're hurting everyone! Do you really want little children thinking it's okay to eat cake for lunch? What's with you and your cake-agenda, anyway? Why can't we dieters be allowed to sit here and eat our salads in peace? Somebody get me the manager! Cake should be taken off the menu so that those of us who can't eat cake don't have watch anyone eating cake!"

It might seem silly and even a little bit trivial, but really, how much more different is it to say "I think same sex marriage is wrong, therefor no one can marry someone of the same gender?"

But it's happening.

And some days, it's easy to get wrapped up in all the ugly and forget the beautiful. Those are days the Muses don't sing. Those are the days when minutes turn into hours of browsing through Facebook and reading articles on one injustice after another--the days when I wonder if I really want grandchildren or maybe my daughter is right to not want kids of her own, because with the way things are going, I don't know if it's right to bring anyone else into it. Seriously. What is this country going to look like in ten or twenty or forty years?

Anyone else read Handmaid's Tale? I've never really been the doom and gloom type, but lately, it's getting harder and harder to keep a positive outlook.

But then something good happens to pull me up out of my funk. Sometimes it's big, but usually it's small. It's something as simple as hearing someone say "Hey, that thing, yeah, it sucked, but here's something we can do about it!" Those people, those simple little actions remind me how vital it is to keep fighting. To never, EVER give up. Because giving up is exactly what those other guys are counting on. They want us to crawl back into the closet, to sit down, shut up, and accept what they think our role should be.

The answer is "no."

And really, I know they're saying and doing the things they're saying and doing because they're scared. Their secure little white-picket-fence-world is changing and they don't know how to adapt to those changes.

I'm sorry that's so scary, but the time has come to change. To stand up.

To push back.

A number of truly awesome LGBTQ authors have banded together to offer up prizes for anyone willing to chip in a few dollars to LGBTQ charity. For more information, click on the link below!







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