It’s 11:10 on 11 October 2006, National Coming Out Day. I felt like I should say something about it.
I’ve been out for a good number of years now. It was Friday 13 December 2002. That’s a long story for another day. I was lucky though. Even though I come from a relatively conservative area in upstate New York, I didn’t get much trouble about it. My family was, for the most part, very accepting. I don’t know how people, especially young people, deal with it when their friends or family reject them for their sexuality. I wish there was something I could do for them. In fact if you’re in that situation, contact me, I want to help if I can.
The most important thing for me about coming out is that it makes people think. It’s one thing to hate “gay people” (or other less tasteful terms) and entirely another to hate a person you’ve known for years. A lot of people that have a problem with homsexuals actually are afraid of the Big Bad HomoMonster™. Come out. Come out as an ally. Be the person that destroys the Big Bad HomoMonster™, even if it’s just for your immediate family and friends.
Apparently George W. Bush rocks out.
I found this image on Wikipedia. Yes I’m addicted to Wikipedia.
Today was one of those days where I wanted to commit a reverse hate crime. In composition we were talking about morals, in a very abstract sort of way, as a way of studying argument. Many of the examples dealt with saving one person or group at the expense of another. One of the questions was whether to save an aging AIDS researcher or a young person. It was an obvious question for me. The young person might do something great to change the world, but the researcher was doing something great to change the world. A classmate raised his hand and said:
“Save the young person. Why should we worry about curing AIDS? Haven’t we got a huge overpopulation problem as it is?”
Here we are in the crappy mid-morning part of the third week of classes, and I still haven’t put a schedule in your hot little hands. Tough. I don’t feel like doing it right now.
Ever have one of those classes that just goes on forever, and you look at your watch and see that it’s only halfway over? Organic is not one of those classes. When I look at my watch the class isn’t halfway over, it’s over by half an hour. One hour of organic chemistry makes my brain shut off, which makes the scheduled class time 15 minues too long to begin with. I have no idea what posesses my professor to think that an extra 30 minutes might help.
So my phone battery is like Skittles™ now. It’s five (differently colored but similar tasting) different flavors of messed up. For example, I just turned it back on. Five minutes ago it said it was holding full charge. I bet you could guess what it’s telling me now. Yup, full charge. God I hate technology.
Tonight I’m gonna make some onigiri. For those of you who aren’t gonna click the link, it’s a neat little japanese food where you take a ball of sushi rice, fill it with something yummy (in my case canned salmon [with the little vertebra and everything]) and wrap it in nori (dried seaweed). Then you put it in your mouth and masticate. Then you go get yourself a fresh pair of shorts because it is just that good.
Coretta Scott King passed away today. She was an active and influential civil rights supporter, and she will be dearly missed. Ironically, Samuel Alito was confirmed today as an associate justice of the Supreme Court of the United States. His decisions, while they seem rational at first glance, have a decided lean towards the denial of civil liberties. I’m upset. This Bush character has put way too many people on the bench for my taste. Today is a dark day indeed for civil rights. That’s why it’s more important than ever to be socially and politically active. Nobody is going to affect any change by hibernating until the next election. There’s work to be done now
I hopped around a lot tonight. I had stuff to talk about. *shrugs*