I held the gun up to the side of my head and took a look at myself in the mirror. It felt awkward in my hand - it was a lot heavier than I had expected it to be and I was struggling to hold it steady. Or maybe I was trembling. Either way, the heaviness was a good thing. It was the weight of the choice I had to make, and it certainly felt like the power of life and death was in my hand.
Wow. This made me cry out of sadness and out of anger. I can’t believe how cruel people can be, and I can’t imagine a family treating their son this way.
Please watch and share this video. This is why fighting for gay rights is so crucial.
MUST WATCH: Iowa Homophobic & Anti-Choice Assembly Caught on Tape
Blog about this coming up you guys, meanwhile, PLEASE spread the word that this thing happened. Imagine being an LGBT youth in the audience that day! Wow.
What does American Evangelicalism have to do with the murder of Uganda’s most prominent LGBT activist? More than you’re probably comfortable with.
“‘Do not have sexual relations with a man as one does with a woman; that is detestable.”
Well, you got me! You pulled out that Leviticus verse and really told me what was what. Geez, I didn’t even know that all my gallivanting around with the dudes was a one way ticket to hell! I mean, I’m not a Christian, so I don’t really adhere to the same moral code as you. But still… thanks for having my back, bro.
You know, ordinarily I wouldn’t do this - but since you seem super interested in living by the book, I think it’s only fair that I return the favor and let you know about some sinful stuff you might be doing.
You ready? Great! Let’s get started.
So, what do you think? I bet you’ve been doing one or two things on the list and sinning without even knowing it! Aren’t you glad I filled you in? Or maybe you think these rules are archaic and no longer apply to today’s society. Oh, except for the one about gay dudes of course. Because…. well… No homo.
I was always iffy about changing my “interested in” status on Facebook to “interested in men.” For me, it was a lot easier to just leave it blank and hope that if any cute guys were creeping on me, they would just say “hmm he likes Lady Gaga, David Sedaris, and 30 Rock. And look, he doesn’t specify that he’s interested in women. He’s gay!”
That’s how I found my imaginary boyfriend from Yale, anyway. He’s on the wrestling team.
At first, I didn’t want to change it because I wasn’t “out” yet and wasn’t comfortable with everyone knowing. As I became more and more immersed in the gay community, however, my motives changed. I kept coming across this strange sentiment that it was wrong to be openly gay.
“Yeah I’m gay but I don’t freaking advertise it,” one said.
“I just hate it when guys are in your face about being gay. I’m gay, but I don’t feel the need to tell people!” said another guy at a party. He later kissed me, which I found funny because that was him being gay in my face.
But anyway, you know what, I agreed with them. I guess I just didn’t want to be the kind of guy you knew was gay.
Some of my intentions were pure - I didn’t want my identity to be reduced to one aspect of my existence.
Some, unfortunately, were homophobic - I wanted to avoid being thought of as a flamer and still wanted people to see me as masculine.
It was a real concern for me. The guys I was into made it clear they were “masc” and would only be interested in me if I was too. Now, I do like a lot of straight up dude stuff. I’m a gym rat, enjoy gaming, and don’t put a lot of time into my wardrobe or cleaning my room.
On the other hand, I love me some Lady Gaga, I’m deep into art, and I’m well-versed in pop culture.
But I felt the need to downplay the “gay” side of me and accentuate my more stereotypically masculine traits. I wanted to be the kind of gay guy who appeared as “straight” as possible because I thought that’s what people wanted and would find attractive.
And then I watched X-Men: First Class.
As geeky as it sounds, it really got me to thinking. Why did I consider going to the gym and being a gamer and being a slob in general to be “masculine?” I mean, I was gay, and here I was doing all those things.
And why did i have to categorize my love of pop music and pop culture as “gay?”
It was all me.
In my opinion, Mystique characterizes - as much as a blue mutant can, anyway - the precarious plight of gay people in America.
We are an interesting minority. Many of us can blend in perfectly with the crowd and you’ll never know who we really are. Sometimes you just can’t see it in a person. Sometimes we do so to protect ourselves or to fit in. And then, sometimes, it’s because we don’t want to admit who we are.
And I’m not just talking about people repressing their sexuality. I’m also talking about the guy who hates on “fems” but secretly longs to wear a sassy scarf. Or the guy who hates on pop music but bumps Born This Way in the privacy of his own car.
You don’t have to be anything. You don’t even have to put yourself out there if you really don’t want to. But when you start putting effort into hiding parts of yourself is where, I think, there’s a problem.
“Mutant and proud!” I say. I may not be “in your face” about the fact that I’m gay, and I may not try very hard to make it known, but I am proud, and I won’t change myself for your approval.
And after watching the movie, in a move that wreaked of geek, I changed my “interested in” status on Facebook to “interested in men.”
Because, damn it, I am. I am very interested in men, and the only reason I didn’t have it like that sooner was because I still wanted people to think of me in a certain way. In a way that didn’t really reflect the real me.
So, all those in the closet trying to hide your true self… I leave you with this bit of wisdom from Magneto:
“If you’re using half your concentration to look normal, then you’re only half paying attention to whatever else you’re doing. You want society to accept you, but you can’t even accept yourself.”
To Chick-Fil-A, Truett Cathy, and the WinShape Foundation:
It is with a heavy heart that I write to you saying that I can no longer, in good conscience, patronize your establishment. Nor can I partake of your delicious, succulent, juicy chicken.
I mean, I would like to. Oh trust me, I would! But the beef (ha!) I have with you isn’t about your chicken. Your chicken is actually quite good. Your ongoing support of anti-gay organizations and hate groups, however, is what has left me with a bad taste in my mouth.
I had deduced that your business was religious - meaning I noticed it was always closed on Sundays and I just sort of guessed. And that’s fine. I live in Oklahoma and I know plenty of Christian businesses who do the same thing. That much never bothered me.
I never really knew what Chick-Fil-A’s opinion of gays was, but I probably wouldn’t have cared. You are free to have whatever rampantly bigoted views you choose to hold, and I have the right to call them just that. If one of the Chick-Fil-A cows were a homophobe, I’d hope he’d have the common courtesy to at least keep that to himself and we would be fine.
But then you had to do it to me. You just had to push me away. You went and donated $2 million, money that customers like me helped you make, to anti-gay organizations like the Pennsylvania Family Institute. These are people who have said that striking down Prop 8 was a direct hit to human civilization. They’ve said same-sex marriage threatens children, hurts families, and punishes society by caving in to a radical sexual revolution.
I’ve checked your tab, and apparently that’s not the only anti-gay organization you support:
Oh, that Exodus International one is a low blow, Chick-Fil-A, because that group’s entire purpose is to eliminate and “cure” homosexuality like it’s a mental disorder.
And then you sent out a message saying you’re not anti-gay and that you respect LGBT people. But then, well, this:
http://news.change.org/stories/yes-chick-fil-a-says-we-explicitly-do-not-like-same-sex-couples
That’s an odd definition of respect. And you’re absolutely sure you’re not anti-gay?
Come on, just admit you don’t like me. It’s pretty obvious. You’ve given money to organizations who are actively trying to make sure I don’t get to enjoy the same rights as heterosexual couples. You have helped fund hate groups who, according to the Southern Poverty Law Center, are listed right alongside the KKK.
So I think you’ve made it pretty clear how you feel. Now here’s how I feel.
I refuse to spend my money at a business that supports hate, and I encourage others to do the same.
Maybe you think a small number of people boycotting won’t make much of a difference. And, you know, that may be true.
But when I think that even so much as a penny, a single freaking penny of my money went to Exodus International and helped fund their sick, perverse practices of “curing” gay people, it breaks my heart.
It makes me physically ill to think that a single cent of the money I paid to eat your chicken goes to a hate group who clearly disagrees with my very existence. And when I think, even for a second, that I have in any way helped a group who is trying to undermine my civil rights… well, it makes me want to puke.
And suddenly, I’m not so hungry anymore. No matter how tasty the chicken might be.
But hey, if you meant what you said about not being anti-gay, and if you’re half as Christian as you claim to be, then I’ve got a proposition for you.
Homelessness among LGBT youths is rampant, and charities and churches all over America are struggling to provide them with food, shelter, and a positive environment. Even if you think their sexual orientation is a choice, they are still human beings - and they are suffering.
Here’s one organization that could sure use some help:
http://www.aliforneycenter.org/
And even if you don’t feel like giving a monetary donation… I bet those homeless teens could really go for some free chicken.
Just a thought.
I certainly hope that you have read all of this and heard me out. I also hope that, one day, I may again enjoy one of your chicken sandwiches with extra pickles and waffle fries. It was my favorite!
Until Chick-Fil-A stops supporting these hate groups, however, my morals will simply not allow it.
Sign the petition!
http://www.change.org/petitions/support-lgbt-rights-and-tell-chick-fil-a-hate-is-not-okay
