I’ll just quote MoveOn.org’s description of this video: This is just beautiful.
Representative Maureen Walsh, I hope you daughter can get married one day too.
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I spend way too much time browsing library websites’ image archives.
I am part of the 31 and 28% who uses birth control for reasons other than family planning.
Meet Maggie Gallagher, the biggest opponent of same-sex marriage in the United States. Naturally, I take much offense to many things she has to say, and mainly her opinions related to homosexual couples raising children.
I’ve mentioned before that I come from a blended family of a lesbian and heterosexual couple (2 stepmoms and 2 biological parents). I’ve seen firsthand the struggles my mom and her partner of 15 years have gone through because they are denied the same basic rights heterosexual couples receive. Simple things married couples take for granted become obstacles. For example, my mom can never be covered by her partner’s health insurance and visa-versa. The mortgage on their house is only under one of their names because banks will not allow it any other way. I do not even want to think about the ordeal when inheritance tax comes into play.
My family has also undergone it’s fair share of hardships when it comes to bigotry and homophobia. When Maggie Gallagher says she believes “that given how difficult it will be to get good social-science data on what same-sex marriage means for children, it’s best just to assume that it’s bad for them,” my skin crawls. I like to think I’m a good person and a majority of my fine traits come from my parents and upbringing. She says, “My concern is that marriage really matters because children need a mom and a dad, and after gay marriage, I can’t say that anymore. I won’t be allowed to say it. Marriage will not be about that anymore. We will not have an institution dedicated to putting together mothers and fathers and children.” While my sister and I were raised with a father, I don’t see anything wrong with a same-sex couple raising children without an opposite sex person taking on the stereotypical gender-assigned parenting role.
I hope one day Mrs. Gallagher realizes the hurt her words can cause people and families everywhere. She should know that no one chooses to be gay and no one chooses to be raised by a same-sex couples. Just because they are doesn’t make them lesser parents or children either. It’s the quality of the parenting that matters, and not the gender.
Photo source: flickr; Article source: Salon
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Something good happened today.
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Taking a study break to post this awesome video. The Susan G. Komen Foundation will never be the same again.
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The above illustration is by Jessica Ward was scanned from my copy of The Art of the Disney Princess. I love how she switched the roles of the prince and princess in Walt Disney’s Sleeping Beauty. Say what you will about Disney Princesses and their lack of feminism, but I love them. Belle will always be my favorite.
By Lisa Khoury
…An elegant woman does not vandalize the temple she has been blessed with as her body. She appreciates it. She flaunts it. She’s not happy with it? She goes to the gym. She dresses it up in lavish, fun, trendy clothes, enjoying trips to the mall with her girlfriends. She accentuates her legs with high heels. She gets her nails done. She enjoys the finer things in life, all with the body she was blessed with. But marking it up with ink? That’s just not necessary.
Jezebel brought this article to my attention. I would like the author of the column Lisa Khoury to know that I love my 3 tattoos. I know some people may find the bat tattooed on my ankle to be ridiculous and a stupid mistake, but I don’t care. Every time I see that bat, I smile. I’ve had it for 5 or 6 years, and I still don’t regret it. I don’t like how Khoury says my body is a beautiful temple that can turn heads, and I shouldn’t desecrate it permanently with ink, thus making myself less classy. I write thank you notes, I say please and thank you, and I watch PBS — wouldn’t you say these are “classy” activities?
And if I had a Ferrari, it would have a bumper sticker on it — an Obama 2012 bumper sticker. And I’d still feel classy.
Two college roommates, a webcam, and a tragedy.
By Ian Parker
If anything can take me out of my posting rut, it’s this article from The New Yorker. Ian Parker brings to light many things related to the Tyler Clementi suicide case and his roommate Dharun Ravi in particular. While I was never really sure what kind of person Ravi was, this article certainly confirms he is an asshole. He’s a prick in the same vein as a pre-reformed Tucker Max. He sounds like the person who’d call himself an asshole before you even had the chance to. He prides himself on being an insensitive dick. He finds other people to be beneath him for silly, trivial, and materialistic reasons. We’ve all met the type. The sad thing is, he probably doesn’t even realize how much his insensitive comments and actions hurt people. I’m not psychologist either, but this is the impression I get.
I also know it’s not good to judge people, and I try my hardest not to, but the presented evidence makes it all too easy. Ravi IMs “FUCK MY LIFE / He’s gay,” and “If gay people were like carter, there wouldnt b a problem with gay hatred / Its the fags like this guy that just cause all sorts of trouble” — as if there’s a “good” versus “bad” kind of gay. He judges Clementi for being born in January, using Yahoo Mail, liking violins, and concludes with “Dude I hate poor people.” I guess Ravi and Mitt Romney have something in common.
Please read it when you get the change. Sure it’s a bit lengthy for an internet audience, but it’s well worth the effort. You really get a sense as to what kind of a person Tyler Clementi was, and still is to so many people. It sheds to light so many interesting things about the case including more previously unreleased IM conversations between Ravi and his friends and Clementi’s confessions to internet message boards and his high school orchestra buddy.
When you’re done, also check out Tyler’s older brother James Clementi’s piece for Out Magazine entitled “Letters to My Brother”.
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In Barbara Walters’ amazing memoir Audition, she has a chapter entitled “The Hardest Chapter to Write”. Consider this “The Hardest Entry to Write”. While I’m not one to speak about my personal life on this blog, I’m going to make an exception for today. You’ve probably noticed I’ve been absent for awhile. Well, aside for laziness, there’s a reason for this, and one I hardly mention to others.
Perhaps I’ve been inspired by other celebrities coming forward like Catherine Zeta-Jones and Demi Lavato. Well, consider this my coming out party — I have bipolar II. It’s something I’ve struggled with since my teenage years along with depression, anxiety, and insomnia. I normally don’t talk about it, and I’m sure some of my “IRL” friends are finding out right now while reading this entry (I’m good at putting on a happy face). I realize I should be more open about my disorder (I hate that word) because the more people talk about these things, the lesser the stigma becomes.
I’ve usually got things under control with a cocktail of prescription drugs, occasional therapy, and checkups with a psychiatrist, but sometimes things don’t go my way, and this is one of those sometimes. My motivation is zip, my concentration is zero, my sleeping schedule is out of whack, and I’m majorly behind on my thesis which is due in April — hence the lack of posts. I’m truly sorry for those who send me questions that I ignore, news that goes unpublished, and attempts at humor being wasted and placed in my ever growing drafts folder of incomplete posts.
The good news is I’m starting to feel better now, and hopefully things will get back to normal soon. In the meantime, take the time to send a friend a cheerful e-card, call your grandparents, and smile and say hello to a random stranger. You never know how happy that can make someone feel.
Photograph: Brian J. Clark/AP
Two women share historic kiss at US Navy ship’s returnFor the first time since the repeal of ‘don’t ask, don’t tell,’ a same sex couple takes part in a traditional public embrace.President Obama signed the repeal of “Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell” into law one year ago today.
I know I’m late in the game in reblogging this, but too bad.
