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Lots of pics on Lauren’s blog (Part 1 and Part 2) or on Facebook (gotta login), and lots of information and photos from protests around the nation at Join the Impact.
Local coverage at the New Haven Independent (along with some stirring commentary), the Yale Daily News, the New Haven Register (with even more, uh, interesting commentary), more awesome comments at WTNH, and video coverage at WFSB.
We have a lot of work to do.
CONNECTICUT PROTESTS
When:
Saturday, November 15
1:30 p.m.
Where:
New Haven
City Hall
165 Church St.
Hartford
City Hall
550 Main St.
Facebook (must login)
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POSTERS!
Poster Painting Party!
At Our House
Friday, November 14
8 p.m.
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Brian Kinney infamously said, “there are only two kinds of straight people in the world: the ones who hate you to your face and the ones who hate you behind your back.”
(bear with me here–i’ll soon be turning a corner.)
it’s the quote that keeps popping up in my head the more same-sex marriage remains an out issue. the more i hear about the Proposition 8 protests. the more Lauren and i talk about what kind of wedding we want (a big to-do where uncomfortable family members there by obligation spend the entire ceremony squirming, or eloping so that no one–including us–has to deal with awkward feelings). and the more we think about some of our family members’ reactions to our engagement.
it’ll sound dramatic, but sometimes it just feels like the whole world is against us, even if they’re pretending not to be. to be fair, there have been some hold-the-phone-away-from-the-ear squeals (thanks, Mere) and a few tears (love you, Kari). but usually when there is support, it is a pause and then a muster, and finally a cautious “congratulations.” and often there’s just tolerance, a measured “if that’s what makes you happy” or “are you allowed to do that?” and sometimes there’s a lot less than that.
no one knows what to do with us. not even our gay friends who sort of just nod their heads, wondering what exactly “engaged” means.
i feel like an outcast. it’s not the first time, of course. when i came out, many of my high school friends stopped calling, and much of my family kept a safe distance away until they figured out how to deal with it. but in retrospect, i’m fine with all that. these days, i keep saying over and over again that everyone in my life has had to do their own coming-out. they’ve had to sort out their feelings and rewrite parts of their rule books. many of them are still tiptoeing through minefields of Bible verses and cultural stereotypes and fears around appropriate manliness or femininity. just like i’m still dealing with my fear of going to hell or confusion around the word “choice.”
our engagement has sped up and amplified this process for all of us. it has forced us out of the comfortable static of mere tolerance that had grown up like weeds all over our lives. and i’m finally realizing that those weeds are keeping a lot of beautiful things from growing.
and as i write this, i’m starting to realize that all of this is a good thing.
i’m finally seeing that all the protests happening around the country are calls for pulling the weeds to see what else can grow. it’s not about two kinds of straight people, it’s about all of us together, part of the same process. it’s about being myself completely and without fear. it’s about discussion and listening and confronting not with hate but with compassion.
as i pull myself away from the cynicism of Brian Kinney, i come back to the same place i find myself with every issue of inequality in all forms: hate is the simple answer, the quickest, most thoughtless way to get from one place to another. the real explanation is based in a simple lack of knowledge, a misunderstanding. that misunderstanding is sometimes manifest in a hateful way (or a ballot measure), but its real base is in ignorance, willful or not.
before i came out and, later, before i announced my engagement, my friends and family were operating on the knowledge and experiences they had at hand. but then i served up a new set of facts and they served me up a new set of reactions, and it has taken all of us awhile to incorporate those facts and experiences into our lives and beliefs. but we’re slowly doing it.
i forgot to mention before that when i told my mom about my engagement, she asked how she could help with the planning. when i told my grandma, she said that she saw that Lauren and I were right from the start. ten years ago when i came out, i couldn’t have dreamed of such reactions.
that’s why we have to keep coming out. that’s why we have to protest, peacefully but forcefully. that’s why we have to hold hands on the street and keep announcing our engagement regardless of the reaction, because the process slows and eventually stops when we go into hiding. but we have to be careful to study the reactions from a loving perspective, to encourage questions and give honest answers.
we must summon the courage to be ourselves completely and honestly and let everyone around us do the same, until we are all looking each other in the eye and having the same discussion.
only then will we start to see real change.
another priceless gem from Helen Philpot:
…as of today the worst person in politcs is not Sarah Palin. It is Elizabeth Dole who ran an ad suggesting that her opponent is godless. Nevermind that her opponent, Kay Haggan, is a Sunday school teacher and an elder in her church. Nevermind that calling someone “Godless” leads to jets flying into skyscrapers. Nevermind any of that. Just follow this argument to its logical conclusion. Quick somebody, throw Haggan into a lake and see if she floats!
read the rest at Margaret’s and Helen’s blog.


