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Befuddlement and Clarity. Somewhat.

This is a strange post for me to write, and one I didn’t think I would be writing, because I thought the whole issue was in the past and wouldn’t come up again. In fact, it doesn’t need to come up again other than for the fact that I’m bringing it up, because it digs at me a little, still. Why? Because I’m an insecure person who doesn’t like to be lumped in with the “crazies” when authors refer to fans. Granted, this was when the authors were breaking up and going through a lot of stress, and I’d been going through an extremely hard time myself, but I was trying to help, in my own misguided way, got frustrated when I thought I was being made fun of and said some things I shouldn’t have, but was immediately shut off and blocked before I could explain anything.

That is one thing I hate about the internet. The fact that someone can just shut you off as easily as they turn off the tap. Yes, I might have been a genuinely crazy person, and yes, I do refer to myself as mentally ill, but after finding out what I did last night, I had to wonder if people who are hiding bigger secrets about themselves tend to trust other people less. If they are actually less secure, or were less secure, than I was, and that was the reason for the reaction.

I’m not up to date on the “gossip” in the M/M Romance world, because there are a fairly close-knit group of people I follow and talk to. The two authors I was following, but didn’t anymore after that incident, I had no idea what was going on in their lives anymore. I heard rumors about a woman who had been pretending to be a man writing M/M Romances, which I didn’t really pay attention to. There are so many women writing in M/M I didn’t see what the fuss was about.

It was about the putting on of an identity and presenting that identity as an author to fans, who connect pretty passionately at times. I had no idea that A.J. Snow wasn’t a man, or that Theo Fenraven was twice the age I’d thought and had been born a woman, but is a man now, and really, always has been. I hope I phrased that right, Theo, if you read this–if I messed up, it’s unintentional. I never saw you as anything other than a man, although, as you said, a younger one. I kept what you told me a secret, and I’d hoped that had proved I was worthy of some trust on your part, and I didn’t mean what I said; I was very, very frustrated and of course had no idea of the difficulty of what the two of you were going through on top of just separating.

The problem is that I am basically WYSIWYG–I have never been able to put on a persona of any type, so I am just me, for better or worse, and I have a thin skin, mostly for worse.

That isn’t really important here, but it is in a way for the reason that I am impressed with how well both authors were able to present their images to the public. I can understand how some fans would be really upset to find out those identities weren’t real, but a true fan is one who would give you their support whatever the case. A.J. Snow had an excellent reason for changing her identity, and I think she’s extremely brave, both for pressing on with the identity and for coming out. I know this is late support, but you have mine, even if I am one of the blocked crazies. And Theo, you have my support as well. I think you’re both fantastic friends for sticking together and supporting each other the way you did, and I’m so happy A.J. Snow has met someone she’s truly, truly happy with. Theo, I’m glad you’re out of the grey you were so miserable in and someplace warm and sunny, and your photos are as gorgeous as ever.

Because whatever their author identities, it doesn’t change the quality of their work, which is excellent. Sometimes people have to do things for reasons of their own which have nothing to do with the fans. Fans need to be mature and accept that. People don’t like fairweather friends. What about fairweather fans? Authors are people too, with lives that are sometimes messy and hard, really hard, with difficult decisions. Would you rather respect an author for telling you the truth, a difficult decision for them, or turn your back on them for being honest? Yes, it may burst your bubble, but I can’t imagine living a lie, sort of why I wrote that I can’t live with a persona online–I can write in a fantasy world, but I can’t live one online. The closest I come is when I sometimes get a little delusional and think sometimes people are better friends than they are. I don’t know if that’s always delusional or just hopeful.

I know that’s a really odd image to put up, but I bought those socks, compression socks, because I realized I might be wearing them for a while (I do wash them, obviously) after I was diagnosed with chronic kidney disease (non-progressive–still trying to figure out why I have it). The point of that is that it’s invisible. No one knows I have it unless I say something, in real life, and online, no one knows at all unless I say something. I know you can’t compare socks and sexuality (unless you have a sock fetish, granted, some of these are kind of cute, but I don’t think they count), but there are people who want to make some things invisible and they try to force everyone into little boxes of invisibility so they don’t have to see or hear the truth.

I think what A.J. Snow and Theo Fenraven did deserves admiration and respect, as well as the support of those who have been their fans. It does hurt to be lied to, but when someone is also willing to tell you the truth, you should listen, because there’s often a really good reason. It doesn’t change who they are (in real life)–it changes something that never existed in the first place.

So I may be mentally ill, with my ups and downs (I can relate to fear of crowds and the need to escape, I have a generalized anxiety disorder that used to cause panic attacks; I’m on medication for it now, but there’s still a lingering fear sometimes, and being around a lot of people is exhausting. I was also “mobbed” at work for a year and a half at my last job, which makes it hard for me to be around groups of people or to trust groups of people, so there are some things I can relate to, if not everything) but it still hurts to be a blocked crazy. That was before this, because I didn’t even know this happened until last night and I just felt compelled to offer my support. Neither of you deserve any ill treatment for having the courage to be who you really are, and I think it’s terribly sad that we live in a world that makes it so difficult and harsh. Love is love. A good book is a good book.

I wish both of you the best and all the happiness you deserve. And sunshine. 🙂

 

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Realigning Priorities

This is based on my observation and perception. I have not done vast research as I normally would. It is something I mentioned in a post quite a while ago and then didn’t really think about keep calmuntil a couple of thoughts collided. The first was all the press given to bakeries refusing to make cakes for same sex weddings. The second was a visit to the Facebook page The Republican War on Women. Okay, wait, three. The third was watching Panti Noble’s Call at the Abbey Theatre and thinking about oppression. All right, a fourth as well; how much effort I have spent arguing for, writing letters for, advocating for, the LBGT community, and against Putin’s policies in Russia.

All of this bubbled around together a little for a while. I remembered reading an article about how more straight women allies advocate for DefendEquality_ShepardFaireygay men than some gay men do at times, and feeling a little ticked off about that at the time. Then another article simply asking, straight women have advocated for gay men for their rights, where are they in terms of advocating for our rights? Then I started to think about oppression, and what a huge deal has been made over the past congressional year over gay marriage, gay rights, gay people being refused service. I have written congresspeople about using this issue as a way to avoid other issues such as the economy, unemployment, the state of our schools. Yet I have been ignoring the one thing that is one of the most important things of all, to me. My rights to what happens to my body. Yes, that makes me feel oppressed, and it pisses me off, too. I’ve been so distracted fighting for the rights of other people, I haven’t been paying enough attention to my own: as states pass rights for same sex marriage, my rights to what I can and can’t do with my own body are being stripped away. How’s that for inequality for you?

While same sex couples argue over the right to have a bakery make a cake for them, women have finally gotten the right to buy the morning after pill without a prescription at a pharmacy. For those who don’t know, gay men included, this is a marvelous thing for women who, for any reason–condom failure, forgetting to use birth control, maybe even a rape they didn’t report, but for whatever reason that is none of that damn pharmacist’s business–want to take this pill because it pretty much, almost 99% guarantees you won’t get pregnant, that pharmacist, who is a practitioner of, one could say, a medical profession, can decide, if he or she wants, not to sell it to you because of their religious beliefs.

Now, I’m sorry, but when you balance a cake vs. a pill that could alter the course of a woman’s life by keeping her from getting pregnant, I’m with the woman. That woman could be me. It roe graphiccould also, unfortunately, be a woman who is lesbian. It could be a 16 year old girl. So go to another pharmacy, says the voice of the person who hasn’t had to go through the humiliation of having your sex life judged by some holier-than-thou professional. You think it’s just gay people who get their sex life judged? It’s not.

But let’s think about the incredible hypocrisy here for just a second. That pharmacist that won’t sell you a pill because you are killing a life GOPcrush(and honestly, if there’s anything there at the moment, its a few cells forming a blob) will be the same pro-lifer yelling at you for getting an abortion two months later because they wouldn’t sell you the pill. The pill that would have acted so soon after the fact there really wouldn’t have been time for anything to have happened “life-wise,” it would simply have kept you from getting pregnant in the first place, negating the whole need for an abortion.

The right to make sure that pharmacists always sell that pill is a little more important than a cake, I’m sorry. I will always fall on that side. Pro-lifers want women to have the children, but will they take them when they’re born? No. They cut the money for WIC to make sure the kids can eat right until they’re at least three. They cut the money for the programs to take care of the children so the mother can work. They don’t question whether the woman wants children, whether she’d make a good mother, whether there’s a father involved for their perfect idea of a little American family. They want to make the woman have the baby, and then push her into poverty because all they care about is that the baby lives, that’s all.

And what choice does the woman have in this, that’s being taken away state by state, by rich white men in suits who couldn’t find their way around a woman’s anatomy to save their lives?  woman-propertyAnd those are the married ones. None. Her body, apparently, doesn’t belong to her. Her reproductive system belongs to the State and then, BAM, after 50 apparently women no longer have health care needs.

What I want to know is, woman have been advocating for equal rights with fervor for the LGBT community. Are you advocating for us? Byprochoice this I mostly mean the generations younger than mine (the 1960s-1970s). Gay men around my age or older seem to have a different sense of responsibility. Again, just my observation. Yes, love is love, I believe that with all my heart. But equality is equality, and that means equal rights for everyone. Jesus God (did I forget a comma?) has no place in the hands of the religious self-righteous to force into the shape they want solely to interfere in the lives of groups they choose to harass because the RS-R are mean-spirited, their heads aren’t screwed on quite right, their shoes are two tight, and their hearts are…well, I’m sure their are hearts there somewhere. Anatomically they have to be.

My beliefs haven’t changed. It is simply that some things on their own are heinous, and still are. But when compared to other, more heinous things, they pale a little in comparison. The thing is, the HUGE thing is, is that it is the same people who are doing this; the same religious fanatics who want to call members of the LGBT community demons and pedophiles are the So you still think homosexuality is sinfulsame ones who want to call women who want control over what happens to them (what a concept) whores and sluts. For being such pious people, they really do have quite the vocabulary, don’t they? I think they’ve been reading a few too many of the hardcore Urban Paranormal Romances. When they start talking about Azagoth and his minions then we know we’re in trouble.

Just remember that others helped get the LGBT community where it is, and when you see yet another story about whether Jesus can tell a store owner whether or not he or she can discriminate in selling a wedding cake, or whatever it may be, think about the morning after pill and that pharmacists do the exact same thing, not because of sexual orientation, but simply because women happen to be the gender who gets pregnant, and other people think they have the right to control our lives because of that. And if you’re gay and think that doesn’t effect you, think again. Do you have a sister, a female friend, a female coworker, a mother? Yes, moms do still have sex. Sorry, as icky as it is to contemplate.

While states are being added to the map of same-sex marriage friendly, women are losing ground. It makes me angry. Angry that I wasn’t paying closer attention. Angry about the apathy in the groups I advocate for in political issues. Angry with friends who want to make their safe little comfort bubbles and meditate. Angry that this couldn’t have been done, in my opinion, the right way.  If a law had been passed making same-sex marriage legal in all states, across the board (which probably never would have happened, but still, I can dream in my ideal world–we are supposed to be the United States, after all), and the same for women’s rights–how much time, effort, and money have been spent on things that have no place in court? In Congress? These are basic human rights. I’m not rich, not male, don’t wear fancy suits or have the power to shut down the government because gods forbid everyone should have healthcare. I don’t really care what people think of it. It’s the first real attempt someone has made at universal healthcare, which is so f*cked up in this country anyway the whole system needs to rebuilt, but that’s a different, lengthy post.

And here’s another thought. Some people seem to be making LGBT friendly business directories. Why not start bakeries who specialize in wedding cakes for same sex weddings, and be the ones to show they can be the most mature. Don’t discriminate. Well, unless it’s obviously provocation. But you get the idea. The other bakeries will regret the business they’ll lose, and in some cases better than equal, a step above, is the only way to pull people up to your standards. Make the standards. Set the new bar. If other people won’t do it for you, do it for yourself, only better. I would buy a cake there, without a doubt.

A great name for a bakery would be Love is Love. Or, I suppose, if you wanted to thumb your nose a little, Not All Cakes are Equal. Seriously–do a search on cakes and fondant, add a few words of your choice and see what you come up with. I’ve never tried to make anything with fondant, but I think it must be the wonder of all wonders when it comes to cake making. Is there anything it can’t do? And look at some of the cake toppers–they are made with such love and care. Why have a second rate baker who doesn’t want to make a cake in the first place make one when there are people who can make things like those! One even includes the dogs! I like bakeries, and I’m getting off the subject–and there’s a whole portion of the population out there who have to have things gluten-free; if I had the talent, this is something I would seriously consider. All right. My getting goofy over cakes changes nothing about how I feel about this issue. There are alternatives to closed-minded, small people.

For women, this clamping down on rights is dangerous and possibly deadly, if women are forced to resort to back alley abortions: that’s what this means:

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Women should never have to resort to this again. If you have questions about it, look it up on Wiki; I’d rather not discuss it here.

But let’s try to help each other. There are too many important things going on for all of us. Human rights are equal rights. All of us are due some big changes.

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I apologize sincerely for any errors. It’s been a long day and my eyes are tired.

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Taking the High Road–Pretty Much

I was not happy earlier today. In fact, I was furious. I have no idea what is happening to this country, but it is wrong: morally and ethically. People in positions of power are abusing it to such a degree it leaves me feeling I am living in a surreal alternate reality created by Terry Gilliam. Ironically, also in a Terry Gilliam movie, Time Bandits, at the end of the film all that is left are charred, smoking remains. “Don’t touch it, it’s evil!” Kevin, the little boy cries out. But, as adults tend to do, they don’t listen to children, and… Well, that would just spoil the ending, wouldn’t it?

Why don’t people listen to children more? Quite often they’re much more clever than they’re given credit for, but that’s not how they’re treated. They’re talked down to. Patted condescendingly on the head and told to run off and play.

I hope the children see what’s happening, what the so-called adults in political and religious positions of power are doing, the way they’re behaving, and questioning why, if Jesus preaches love and tolerance, why are adults spewing such hatred and vicious words simply because two people of the same gender love each other. Love is love. Children are born loving and kind. Innocent. They are taught to hate.

The only thing I am keeping from the other post is this, because I think it, in some ways, defines the ideology of how blind hatred makes people.

Misology: a hatred of argument, reasoning, or enlightenment.

In this case, argument doesn’t mean the yelling and vileness occurring right now, the self-serving agendas; it means argument in the sense of a philosophical argument. To actually have a civil debate that is rational, thought out, with reasoning behind it. Is it a democracy to threaten to kick people off a committee if they don’t vote the way the Speaker of the House wants them to? Sounds a little more like petty tyranny to me. You won’t play by my rules, you can’t play with us any more? What is happening? Where has the reason gone, and, most importantly, why isn’t anyone stopping it?

I have two questions:

Where is the ACLU?

Where is the United Nations?

Where are the people that are supposed to keep things like this from happening? No one in this country helped prevent the shutdown, proving the system is broken. The system of democracy we had is gone. If ordinary citizens off the street said what some of these representatives are saying, they’d be jailed for hate crimes. So we now have two sets of laws? One for the rich and one for the poor? Deflecting the economic situation by terrorizing a segment of the population that is easy to target and really gets the religious right riled up along with the GOP. Clean your own houses. Another set of two books of laws?

And honestly, churches had best start making a lot of photocopies of sheets to fill out for when business owners hear the voice of Jesus telling them not to sell their wares or services to someone because of sexual orientation, preference, anything along those lines. What does it take, three miracles for someone to be eligible for sainthood? I thought Jesus was a little pickier who he chose to speak to, frankly. So if all of these people are hearing Jesus I can only think of a few explanations. Either there are a lot of miracles going on in your state and you are going to have a whole bunch of people eligible for sainthood in, what is it, 250 years or something like that? The grain should be tested for ergot, because that could be another possibility. That’s very likely the cause behind the Salem Witch Trials. Hm. Witch Trials, Witch Hunts…              Oh, nothing, just thinking aloud. Well, on paper. Most people who hear voices, generally labeled by the DSM-5 as “auditory hallucinations,” tend to happen to people who are diagnosed with some sort of mental illness.

I feel I can say that because I have mental illness. I have been delusional twice. The first was when, ironically, I thought I was Joan of Arc, and I was here, (that happened when I lived in California, so there, technically) to save people from, of all things, the tyranny of the government. And that was years ago! I happened to have a cold with a very bad cough at the time, no one ever reads about Joan of Arc being ill, and because it was the middle of the night, I forgot to write down at what times I was taking the cough syrup, so I took more than I should have. I was also on Prozac for depression. It turns out the combination of those two drugs have been found by pharmacists not to play so well together, and they are now contraindicated. So was I Joan of Arc? No. It was a bad reaction from medications. I could have heard the voice of Jesus. Would it have been him? No. I was still me, just with a really bad headache, and still with a cough. The other time was again medication related, just a dose that was too high and I was having some hallucinations. Mostly shadowy people that would disappear. Not as exciting as the Joan of Arc story.

So, then, are we to believe that 1) everyone believes so ardently in Jesus that he’s just going to pop frantically all over the state from store to store telling people not to sell something to someone because they are gay or lesbian? I truly think he’s got better things to do. What about the rest of the states? Does State Law tie Jesus strictly to your state 24/7 in order to inform clerks, grocery store attendants, pharmacists, someone selling an icee, the clerk at the pet shop… Is there a rider anywhere in this bill that Jesus can outsource? Maybe hire some minor gods from other countries to help him out here? He’s going to get burned out really quickly. But personally, I don’t think he’ll take the job. That’s not his M.O. He has better things to do, don’t you think? Heal the sick, comfort the suffering, aiding the poor, what Christianity is supposed to be about? Loving thy neighbor? Stop. (if that were a telegram). No ifs, ands, ors, or buts. Love everyone and spread love in His name.

I honestly didn’t mean to write this much, that was the whole point of rewriting the post, just put in a few sentences, the pictures/quotes I found, and leave it at that. There are some things in the world I really don’t like. One of them is being stabbed in the back by someone you thought you could trust. I’m a patient, for the most part, loving, and somewhat gullible person, which makes me a great target, because I’m also honest and I don’t lie, which I have definitely felt the repercussions of. One of the other things I really dislike is hypocrisy. In the past few months, the Constitution has already been twisted up like re-bar in a trash compactor. Of course people want to get their way, but in the normal, pre-shutdown world, it didn’t work that way. Representatives had to compromise, to reach an agreement. No longer. I lost any real faith I had in this system still working then. The checks and balances were set up that way for a reason.

Read this slowly: the church and the state are supposed to work separately. Apart. Not together. A representative of any faith, of course, would still be influenced by that, but it should not be the whole reason behind a decision. That is wrong. Why? Read the first sentence again. It has gone too far and it needs to stop, because things are out of control and many representatives sound like whiny, rich brats who have no experience with the real world, what it feels like to be poor, or on food stamps, or not to have health insurance, to skrimp through the month and live check to check–because they have never had to. Those people do not represent me. They represent themselves and the others like them,  and for them to tell my friends who they can and cannot marry, or that they don’t deserve equal rights, is the ultimate hypocrisy. Every single individual in this country deserves those rights. Those are the beliefs this country was founded on. But how many groups have had to fight for them? Enough is enough. One human being should be able to marry another human being. End. Of. Story. The NSA is already shoved in our faces and our lives. Big Brother is here and living with us, and Obama says it’s okay.

Hate is not the way to fight this idiocy. It’s easy to get caught up in the melodrama, which is what they want. They don’t want rational, clear, intelligent thinkers, because they aren’t. I don’t think they know how to deal with logic, they are fueled by pure emotion. Hate. And Fear. They use children to try to scare others. I think it’s because it makes them wonder, deep down, what if? People fear what they don’t understand, and possibly sometimes, I think, see a little of themselves, so they have to act extra tough and speak extra loud to prove they aren’t. Former bullies?

I am angry, confused, and a little lost at this point regarding what to do. I can’t donate money, I don’t know where the best place to volunteer time would be, and I’ve been feeling a bit agoraphobic. Another fine mess we’ve gotten ourselves into, Watson.

You can’t make the intentionally blind see, the ignorant suddenly understand with a flash of clarity.

Promote what you loveMark Twain Argue Stupid PeopleWe are not history yetBest Way to predict the futureAnd thus armed with this knowledge, we can try our bests to do these things, to love, not to hate. I am not even a religious person. At all. Yet I see the logic in that. Jesus is not a character from Mortal Kombat (although now that I’ve said that, I can’t really get the picture out of my head–what would we end up with? Jesus vs. Gandhi?). He spread love. I don’t  know what to do about these laws, these bills, these who think Jesus is telling a gay couple that he really can’t sell them the licorice allsorts. Unless Jesus adds, “The one on the left has a gluten intolerance, he just doesn’t know it yet. Tell him to go get tested.” That I might believe.

First Post of 2014

“A child of five would understand this. Send someone to fetch a child of five.”

–Groucho Marx

I hadn’t posted for a while before the end of the year. Personally, I felt I had said what I wanted to, needed to, and while it wasn’t necessarily the most cheerful thing in the world, I wanted to say it. Other things took over my life for a while. Dealing with other life changing things took over, leaving both blogs bereft for the remainder of the year.

It made me consider, what is the role of this blog in the first place? It started out to be a blog on writing and reviews. Other things crept in. I never thought I’d become so frustrated with politics and equal rights. With abuse of power. In this country, not elsewhere. Well, and elsewhere as well. What politicians choose to attack to divert attention away from whatever they’re trying to hide is astonishing. Something that hurts no one.

For example, a former Sheriff in Utah is going on a hunger strike in Utah until there is an uprising against same sex marriage, John M Becker of The Belerico Project comments:

When a former county sheriff thinks the law he used to work under is a higher authority than even state law there’s some serious misinterpretation of how the flow of power works.
I think this is a much more appropriate “Uprising:”

I’ve gone on and on about this, hundreds of people have. It’s no one’s business but the people involved whether or not they want to get married. Make it a Federal Law and quit this state by state ridiculousness. Just do it. Concentrate on the things that are really making the country fall apart, not the ones you’re pretending are to distract everyone. Get your priorities straight. It isn’t that equality for everyone isn’t important, because it is, and the sad truth is that it should have been a right years and years ago.

I like this, reblogged from the Give a Damn Campain, which sums up what I mean by my above statement:

Reblogged from Give a Damn Campaign

I don’t mean to end on an off note. I doubt anyone who reads or sees my blog are any of the people who need to see the above picture. I’m still, obviously, frustrated with the way things are going in politics, in the US and around the world.

Folks, being gay or lesbian or trans* isn’t something that can be cured. Could we make 2014 a year for really starting to believe that? After all, Amazon actually pulled a book on “turning your “confused” child straight.” Reparation therapy is child abuse. It doesn’t matter who does it, you, your church, a “program” you found listed in the back of God Today… Let me say that again. It is child abuse. You may think you have your child’s best interests at heart, but you don’t. You’re going to end up with a really screwed up adult who will most likely end up with depression and a higher likelihood of killing themselves than the average person with severe depression. If you think that’s a better alternative, get therapy. Now. Recognize that your child is still your child, still the same person, with the same sense of humor, love, and personality. Nothing is different except who they prefer to be with, that’s all. Your son or daughter is still a person who deserves the same dignity, rights, respect, consideration, and love they always hopefully had. Love is love, and that goes not only for whomever your child chooses to be with, but for the relationship between you and your child.

Thank you, Theo Fenraven, for reblogging these graphics where they’d be seen. I just thought I’d throw this in for a change of topic:HeatingAid_0

Poverty Levels in the United States

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Nelson Mandela on Love and Hate

I was on a site where I’ve chosen other sites to follow, admiring a picture of two sloths (I relate quite well to sloths, I share some of their well known attributes), and these two were up for International Sloth Day. Who knew? If I keep it up, maybe someday there will be a day for me. I’ll see how many more animal attributes I can assimilate, because I think I’d have to be pretty unique, and I don’t plan on any surgery to add horns or fangs that spit poison–that’s taking it a bit too far. Then there was an adorable Red Panda. I love those. Then, there was a picture of Nelson Mandela:

Nelson Mandela

And I loved it–it was for United Nations Human Rights, #LGBT. So of course I read the comments, which are generally all supportive. But there is one woman’s who are just downright confusing.

1st post: Love comes softly

That could be taken in a variety of ways. It seems neutral, somewhat supportive.

2nd post: Many are filled with bitterness and hatred….so sad….I wish all the hatred would go away and those who delve off into hatred daily should follow

Again, this seems…interesting. Sort of generalized. The thing about statements like this, and my conflict about the Lily Allen song, F**K You, is that when you hate the haters, it makes you a hater, which makes you one of them, even if they might be worse, and you are justified in not liking them, but where to draw the line so you’re not a hater? I really like that song, but the chorus makes it difficult, because of the hater issue. But that’s neither here nor there. I talked to my boyfriend, and he agreed with me, so I’m not the only one with this issue concerning this song. I really like Lily Allen. This is not a bash Lily Allen post. It’s because I like the song and have thought about putting a link to it up, but haven’t because of that.

3rd post: I believe in equality, not an advocate for LGBT … Two men laying or two women or transgender, bisexuals…..adds to societal issues …. Confusion and bad influence ….. I don’t mistreat people but I don’t amen that choice life of living

Wait, wait, wait…WHAT?

Equality is equality, one does not get to choose whom to bestow it on. What gives us the right to make those decisions? As the author of these says in an earlier post, which doesn’t really make sense when read with this one, love comes softly. Exactly.

Love is love. What if I am lesbian? What if someone I love is gay? Should I give them less rights than I have? Treat them as my inferiors? Make sure they’re not getting equal treatment to what I am? What makes me better? Nothing. What makes us the same? Love. Compassion. Oh. And the fact we’re all human.

Confusion and bad influence? We have politicians for that. They’re a shining example for our children. They add to societal issues? How are the LGBT community contributing to poverty, rising crime rates, the breakdown of education and health care (which will hopefully start to get better), illiteracy rates, bullying in schools, teen drinking and pregnancy (I truly don’t think they’re contributing to the latter), lack of funding for public libraries, rising costs of higher education, therefore making it less accessible, inadequate services for people with disabilities, the lack of employment opportunities, the stagnant economy, unaffordable housing, the rise in diseases we thought had been eradicated, such as measles, polio, whooping cough, meningitis, the incredibly high cost of day care, which parents have no choice but to pay because they both have to work because they need the money? How? Because, wow, if they’ve done all that, they could take over the whole world, and next thing you know we’ll all be flying rainbow flags and will be feeling uncontrollable sexual urges toward the same sex. Good grief. And frogs will give you warts. Masturbation will either give you hairy palms or make you blind. Or give you hairy eyeballs. Plucking the petals off daisies will definitely determine your true love and the course of your life. Fairies will mess with you if you don’t turn your shoes the right way under the bed. I know someone who believes that and I will not say who–it is not me. I’ll just say sometimes my shoes have been realigned. Being gay, lesbian, trans, asexual–it’s not contagious, I swear. On a stack of Merriam-Websters and Chicago Manuals of Style.

No. Once again, look to our politicians, our businesses, and the ones who profit from this. There is no logic in your reasoning.

You may not mistreat the LGBT community with your actions, but you mistreat them with your attitudes and your words. Mother Teresa said, “If you judge people, you have no time to love them.” Love is love.

Here are the values that I stand for: honesty, equality, kindness, compassion, treating people the way you want to be treated and helping those in need. To me, those are traditional values.
Ellen DeGeneres

Maybe this seems like an overreaction, but remember, the 19th Amendment, prohibiting any United States citizen the denial of the right to vote on the basis of sex, was passed in 1920. Less than 100 years ago. And women are still having to fight for their rights. Should we give up the right to decide what happens to our own bodies because of some white haired men in congress? I think not.

Neither should the future of what happens in the lives of the LGBT community be decided by those same men. And women. Unless it’s giving them the same rights and equality that every person, regardless of ethnicity, gender, disability, race, language, orientation, gender identity–I’m trying to include everyone but am afraid I’m forgetting someone. Every single human, how’s that? We all deserve equality. It shouldn’t even be a political issue.

And who is Congress to decide? They can’t even balance a budget.

I think people are going to get a lot of mileage out of that one.