Would coming out be something positive to counterbalance all the hate? Should we all come out over and over, in a peaceful way, to people around us? I don’t know, just thinking outloud here. I feel so helpless.
“Every gay person must
come out. As difficult as it is, you must tell your immediate family.
You must tell your relatives. You must tell your friends if indeed they
are your friends. You must tell the people you work with. You must tell
the people in the stores you shop in. Once they realize that we are
indeed their children, that we are indeed everywhere, every myth, every
lie, every innuendo will be destroyed once and all.” – Harvey Milk
I’m actively thinking about this today. I run exercise classes in my community and I know my Monday morning group are going to be talking about this. I can think of no way to talk about it that doesn’t involve discussing the many happy nights I’ve spent in gay clubs, especially when I was trying to figure myself out, what a relief it was to be among people who accepted the parts of me I couldn’t safely express elsewhere, to just dance and celebrate, to have a space that was separate. I can think of no way to talk about this attack that doesn’t include owning who I am, even though I’m not out to these people. Huh.
I’m contemplating telling my parents I’m bi. I’ve never brought it up because I’m in a long term straight relationship and I’ve only ever really had straight relationships. Plus I’m old enough that growing up I wasn’t aware that it was a possibility. But I’ve been aware I like both for a while, even if I’m still a little uncertain about what I should call myself.
fucked up to know that this is being called terrorism not because of the very real terror it’s causing for lgbt people, but because the shooter fits the news media’s racist terrorist profile
In light of the recent events in Orlando, I’ve ended the #GishwhesTakesTumblr hunt early. It’s a bad day for games. We still have lots of prizes to give away and donations to make to charities, but we’re going to distribute them in a different way.
Instead of a game, we are going to let you give the remaining prizes away to people who have made a difference in your life. From now until 4pm PDT, today (Sunday), I’m inviting you to nominate someone you know who has had a profound and positive impact on in your life to receive one of our remaining prizes. (We still have show props, signed scripts iPods, lots of stuff.)
So here’s what you do: Tell us about a particular person who has made a difference in your life and why they deserve something special. We will read your submissions and select the stories that move us most. Those selected will not only get something from us, but they will also be able to choose a charity that we will contribute to on their behalf.
Please tag your posts #GiveLoveToday
I’m also postponing my tumblr Answer Time until tomorrow at 4pm.
“Mir Seddique, Mateen’s father told NBC News, “this has nothing to do with religion.” Seddique said his son got angry when he saw two men kissing in Miami a couple of months ago and thinks that may be related to the shooting.
“We are saying we are apologizing for the whole incident. We weren’t aware of any action he is taking. We are in shock like the whole country,” Seddique said.”
the shooter’s father has literally stated that it was a hate crime. this was violence against lgbt peopel for being lgbt. this isnt about religion and this isnt about neurodivergence so please dont you fucking dare throw muslim and mentally ill people under the bus in the name of the victims of the attack
my heart goes out to the muslim members of the lgbt community, especially my close friends who i know must be shit scared right now and dont deserve any of the islamobigoted hate coming at them
Sir Edwin: If this is some expression of familial sentiment… Mycroft: Don’t be absurd. I am not given to outbursts of brotherly compassion. You know what happened to the other one.
That exchange from His Last Vow immediately sent fans into a flurry of theorizing regarding the identity of “the other one” that has lasted until this day. Me? Apparently I’m so normalized to hiatus at this point that I figure posting about it two and a half years later is good enough. But hey, I brought a six-pack.
Humans quickly get a reputation among the interplanetry alliance and the reputation is this: when going somewhere dangerous, take a human.
Humans are tough. Humans can last days without food. Humans heal so fast they pierce holes in themselves or inject ink for fun. Humans will walk for days on broken bones in order to make it to safety. Humans will literally cut off bits of themselves if trapped by a disaster.
You would be amazed what humans will do to survive. Or to ensure the survival of others they feel responsible for.
That’s the other thing. Humans pack-bond, and they spill their pack-bonding instincts everywhere. Sure it’s weird when they talk sympathetically to broken spaceships or try to pet every lifeform that scans as non-toxic. It’s even a little weird that just existing in the same place as them for long enough seems to make them care about you. But if you’re hurt, if you’re trapped, if you need someone to fetch help?
