You should have thought of that...

 Ah, yes...  Republicans.  Does this look like Bachman??

http://loge01.tumblr.com/post/53198072706/inkdefense-redplebeian-viajerra

I grew this!  

Makes me giggle - I have the growing talents of the grim reaper.

My dog and her friend having a romp.

My dog is the black and grey, Grace.  Her friend is a Cinnamon colored lab mix named.... you guessed it, Cinnamon.  They are good buds.

The Conformist Agenda

The Homosexual Agenda.   I think there are supposed to be some ominous minor chords played on a loud yet subtly out of tune pipe organ after those few words.  It has been a joke among those in the gay community and a threat of dire implications from the fear mongers in the right wing.  The Homosexual Agenda.  Oooh!  Goose bumps!

  Well, I'll get to my point:  Only those who speak ill of us seem to have a definition of this feared Homosexual Agenda.  I certainly don't.  I talked with Scottie, and he said he never got the mailing on this defining marching order for our particular parade either.    But, after years of searching, I think I've found the answer that seemed to elude me.  Perhaps the reason being, it is so very basic and simple as to be a core of us all.  That then brings this picture that I found floating in computer world:  


  The simple argument of all those who fight this fight is this fundamental idea:  homosexual people are people just like any other and deserve to be treated with the same rights, respect, and expectations as any other person.

  What I find most intriguing about the argument of those on the far right is that a lgbt is not a person, is not to be given the respect, the rights, and the expectations of those who have followed a different course.  Somehow, we are to be feared.  Somehow we are going to shake the very foundations of the country.  It makes me question how they come to this conclusion.

  On the face of things, saying to someone who clearly does not see a person of the opposite gender as attractive, sexy, desirable, that the only way they can love is to in fact love someone of the opposite gender, .... well, I'm sorry, it makes no sense.  It's illogical in the extreme. 

  I've come to believe over the years that people, Americans - as that is my only real experience, sorry - seem to need someone to be the enemy.  We are a country founded on striving, fighting.  Our colonists sought a new world where they could flex their boundaries, subjugating other whites, natives, Africans, Asians, etc., whenever necessary or profitable, or quite frankly when needing entertainment.  Those of the less obvious "sexual orientation" difference are now the targets of this hate, this need to press down and feel superior towards.  While the catch words of "diversity" seem to make some feel all fuzzy, the reality is that there are those who see anything other than easily predictable and controlled conformity as a threat.
  
  Star Trek was/is such a hit in America for the very reasons that the wagon trains were a romantic hit 150+ years ago.  The exploration of new areas is a fantastic dream.  "To boldly go where no man has gone before".  Wow, if you read history, you will find that idea over and over again.  The wagon trains trespassed on other people's lands.  That was ok, they were natives and not really people, you see.  And, it seems like Captain Kirk was constantly screwing or fighting someone, and it was exciting as all get out.  To be the big man, the leader, the conqueror, the powerful and mighty...  Well, see, it's a trick to do that in a world where there is no "great beyond".   Who can one oppress, overcome, be greater than?

  The "homosexual agenda" is oddly named, yet the very definition of American failure:  the inability to see a different person as still a person worthy of respect, of rights.  Perhaps as one of the feared homosexuals, this is unfair to say, but;  America has no need to fear a "Homosexual Agenda".  What America needs to fear is a "Conformist Agenda".  Homosexuals want only the freedom to love and be loved, the Conformists want to control and be in control. 

Alone

Hello Friends;

  I've been silent for a while.  Sometimes I just don't have a lot to say.  This time, I just couldn't remain quiet.

  I found this picture today.  It made my heart ache.  Alone, he says.  Etched, enscribed, cut into his skin.

 Alone.  It makes my heart weep.  Why do you feel so all alone, I would ask?  I would want to hold him, comfort him, make the pain go away if I could.  
  I wonder, what does it mean to him that he feels so very alone as to be naked, with his pain so clearly defiling him?  What does it say that he finds the spoken word insufficient, yet his silent screams come off the page  in deafening waves like a tide rolling over my soul?  Why does he feel so very alone, and why can I do nothing but ache for his pain?
  Today I read and heard another of our illustrious congressmen, our "leaders", stand so righteously and declare himself burdened and bullied by those who are seeking nothing but simple equality.  Another such "leader" queuing up for his public chance to be pompous and hateful in a squandered moment in the public's attention.  Another who seems fully justified in abandoning those who need him to be more than a reactionary parrot of the hate-filled far right.  Another who has stood up and declared this young one unloved.  Unwanted.  Alone.



5/24...
It is interesting to me the change that a night of sleep makes as I look at this picture again.  I stand by what I wrote above, but I wonder if part of my writing is more from the pain in my own heart rather than the pain from this young one's?  
  I am so tired of those who say one thing and mean another.  I am tired of the Bible thumpers who pound their lecterns with the condemnation of God for things Christ didn't seem so concerned about, yet ignore those very things Christ spoke upon repeatedly.  I am tired of a government run by opportunists and hate mongers filling their pockets on my dime then condemning me.
  And, perhaps that is why I've been so silent for a while:  being tired has an effect upon a person.
  I had a dream last night.  I don't have many bad dreams, but this one had me in the grips; I dreamed that the scarlet letter had returned, but somehow in the form of a brand - people were branded for their sins, with the letter of the brand indicating which crime they had committed.  The only way to not be branded was to run and create a new identity.... and odd that I dreamed I was out in the middle of no-where, alone.... 
  I wonder, as I write this, the brand for condemnation, for hate, for those who fail us so miserably?