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Category: glbt
delight in astonishing being
I feel like we haven't talked in awhile. Here is what my life has been for the past few weeks: A beautiful car at the local pub, a strange sign on the elevator at work, democracy + beer, a beautiful cake, flying kites, relaxing at home. Not a bad life. This, though, is the picture… Continue reading delight in astonishing being
good news
You probs already know by now (after all, this is Teh Interwebz and it's been more than an hour since the ruling was released), but Prop 8 was ruled unconstitutional by the 9th Circuit Court of Appeals in California. Hooray! A few quick quotes about today: from Steven Goldstein, who heads up New Jersey's own… Continue reading good news
hey girl.
I took a long, long break from reading feminist blogs. It hurt a lot to read them every day, so much so that there were days I felt like I couldn't get out of bed. The world is just so incredibly broken. But then today I had a frustrating conversation with a coworker about what… Continue reading hey girl.
institutionalized homophobia & how it made me disappointed in Cee Lo
Today I saw a RT on Twitter from What Tami Said, my current favorite blogger for issues of equality. Here it is: I clicked on the link with some skepticism – that tagline is not the most promising, and I was more than a little surprised, since The Root provides a lot of insightful and… Continue reading institutionalized homophobia & how it made me disappointed in Cee Lo
coming back in.
Dear President Obama, Thanks for keeping your promise about DADT. I'm done being mad at you now. Hugsnkisses, Rachel p.s. - you look so happy to be signing this law today, and that makes me happy. you're awesome.
Note: Somewhere in this poem there may be people alive and I’m trying like mad to reach them.
(this post title thanks to BJ Ward's fantastic poem which can be viewed here) This post is for Asher Brown. This post is for Seth Walsh. This post is for Billy Lucas. This post is for Tyler Clementi. This post is for Raymond Chase. There are no numbers here. There are faces and names and… Continue reading Note: Somewhere in this poem there may be people alive and I’m trying like mad to reach them.
