July 2000
There was a protest at the State
House the other day. Men, women
and children were fighting together against gay rights. The most frightening sight I saw that
day was a little boy hanging two Ken Barbie dolls in a makeshift noose,
portraying the dolls death as a punishment for their homosexuality.
Three men were dressed up in Ku
Klux Klan outfits and the gay flag was torn down from flying alongside the
American flag. Angie and I have
been talking about options for when we decide is the right time to expand our
family, but what kind of world am I bringing a child into? What kind of country that has faced so
much historical discrimination and hardships let history repeat itself again
and again.
The part that I don’t think that
everyone understands is just because it is not a racial issue does not depreciate
the importance. We let others
target one group and they fight and hopefully but always overcome the obstacles
and then it’s on to the next. I
feel like it’s a firing line and we, minorities or individuals that differ
slightly from the norm are lined up awaiting our fates.
Sometimes I feel like we are fighting
a hopeless battle. After the gays
prove they are worthy to the general public should we target the redheads
because they are a minority and different from the rest? The concept that because I choose to
have a relationship with the same sex and others don’t agree with that causes
bullying which leads to deaths across this country is outrageous. How much unnecessary pain is caused by
hatred? How many people are out
there deathly afraid to be themselves because it actually might mean death for
them?
I will never understand. I challenge you to open your ears and
your mind to the differences that make this country wonderful. We are not all cookie-cutter citizens and
what fun would that be anyways?
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