A friend directed me to this Newsweek article by a gay Israeli solider.

It was fitting timing, really, since this morning I found a new Facebook group called “1,000,000 people who know the state’s permission isn’t needed for marriage” and became enraged when I read their brilliant solution: All you need is a few witnesses and call it a common law marriage. Listen, I’m all for the symbolic meaning for marriage as much as the next romantic sap, but we’re dealing with messy bureaucratic red tape here.

While I appreciate the sentiment, it doesn’t exactly hold weight in a courtroom, a hospital, or when signing adoption papers. A even when we think we have the legal circus figured out, we manage to find some situation where we don’t have the right paperwork and things go terribly awry. While our straight counterparts fly through the system with the greatest of ease, we have to constantly manuveur and jump through hoops.

So when I read Yoni Schoenfeld’s article, this passage struck a particular chord:
“As Israelis, we are taught from a young age to admire the United States. The American dream offers an alternative to the somewhat harsh reality of life in the Middle East. But that dream has been betrayed by the “don’t ask, don’t tell” policy that governs gay and lesbian service in the U.S. military.”

As you may or may not know, Israel does not have a Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell policy in their military. And while gay marriage is not legal in Israel, at this point, I wouldn’t be surprised if they beat us to it. (Along with Mexico City, Portgual, and South Africa, thank you very much.) And at the very least, each person in the country is given the opportunity to serve in the military, without fear of being outed and discharged. The only fear that should prevade in combat is the fear of death or injury – not who the guy or girl next to you is screwing.

The observation has been made that the cruel irony is that our government has towed the great freedom of democracy line all over Iraq and yet, some of our soliders serve there with that fear of being outed and kicked out. Personally, I would never volunteer for service, particularly in this climate, but each person should be able to make his or her own choice.

After all, isn’t that we claim to the rest of the world?

It’s not even close to a fair choice. There is a new dimension to the health care debates — taking HIV medications as a precaution after rape apparently gets you docked for a pre-existing condition. Yeah, if this woman hadn’t, she may have developed the actual virus and then where the hell would she get coverage? All I can say is WTF?


We should send this to every punk in Congress who’s fighting Obama on change.

An email I wrote to Andrew Sullivan, following the posting of his “Dissent of the Day,” 10/13/09.

Wow, heterosexual love can produce a universe?

I had no idea. From the way I understand it, heterosexual sex sometimes, but not always, produces a child. Hunky dory for you.
Maybe I’m just a little oversensitive about some anonymous person calling my love a “ghostly comparison” to theirs. Maybe I’m finally coming into (or returning to) my angry dyke phase. Maybe I’ve just read far too many comments like your reader’s. But I am sick and tired of this pissing contest. It’s the origin of every argument against gay marriage, DADT, and gay rights in general. It’s the concept that there is only one absolute in life and if you don’t abide by it, you’re a second-class, subhuman being.

And what if being gay were a choice? (And personally, for me, I think it’s a combination of several factors, so choice may be involved.) I don’t know if it is, but I do know I choose to be with the woman I love and she chooses to be with me. We choose to support and take care of one another, to help realize each other’s dreams. So if that commitment is somehow “beneath” the heterosexual model, well then I’m happy to choose it.
By the way, you know what else a sperm and an egg produce? Gay people.

You can take the girl outta Jersey, but you can’t take Jersey outta the girl.


Granted, my homestate is a bloody mess in almost every other respect, but it’s nice to know the governor cares about marriage equality – even if, in true political fashion, he’s using it for votes. Civil unions yesterday, marriage tomorrow.

(Yes, I’m quoting Denzel Washington in Philadelphia.)

I was tempted to post a very angry rant/lecture about how transgenders/sexuals should play nice with gay people. And then I took a 3 hour break from the interweb and tried to calm down.

Earlier today, I stumbled across a post on Andrew Sullivan’s blog, The Daily Dish (heart) about Obama’s strategy with the gays. The blog linked out to this site where I discovered a rather upsetting comment from a trans woman. She left a link to her own blog, so like the glutton for punishment that I am, I went there. 

I found two entries regarding gay people and gay sex. Some of the observations/opinions were really hard for me to read from a transgender woman – a person who in many people’s eyes (though not my own) would be considered abnormal, crazy, gross, an abomination. Yet, here she was proclaiming it was gay people who were all these things, kicking in the bricks of the very foundation of why there’s a fucking T at the end of LGBT: because most of society tells us we are perverted, amoral, disgusting, sick.

I have known several trans people (admittedly none who had undergone a full, surgical transition, but still) and I found them to be nothing but welcoming and warm toward ALL kinds of people.

Oddly enough, just recently I had heard of some kind of anti-trans movement within the gay male community. (I still don’t know why the articles/sites/etc. I have come across specifically state MALE, but maybe I’ll figure it out eventually.) I was just as appalled that these men were hurling insults back at trans men and women like they hadn’t experienced the same kind of bullshit.

This kind of interfighting really sets me off – from either side.
So, for all those concerned out there – why can’t we just get along?
I’m curious to hear your thoughts.


That’s right, the gays sent us over the edge.

Apparently, some state senator from Oklahoma decided to issue a “proclamation” (ha) that it was Obama’s endorsement of “immoral behavior” that got us into this mess.

Of course. It couldn’t have been the banks, the greed of Wall Street, Bush et al, the real estate industry, the irresponsibility of the entire country. Nope. There’s no accountability here in the US, just good old-fashioned bigotry. Way to go, nutjob.

And on that note, Happy 4th of July. Woo hoo.

I promise to make more of a regular appearance in the next coming weeks. I’ve got lots more where this post came from.

the insanity of the religious right.

Seriously? Are these people for real?

I will have more blogs forthcoming regarding George Tiller’s murder, but for now, I think I’ll let the image do the talking.

In the spirit of Andrew Sullivan’s blog, I give you the view from my Join the Impact protest (against Prop 8/for gay marriage), New York City, 11/15/08:

The crowd in the beautiful sun.

The crowd in the beautiful sun.

A sign waxing on current events.

A sign waxing on current events.

My favorite sign of the day

My favorite sign of the day

All pictures courtesy of yours truly. I’m not sure there are any words that could sum up my feeling of comradery with my fellow citizens.

Perhaps a piece of poetry to follow…

This is one of the least offensive opinions I’ve read from a person who does not share the same political beliefs as I do. I encourage discussion/dialogue on this post:


Thank you for writing, Little Cog.

As the Phillies clinched the World Series title, I had a thought:

If a team who had been on losing streak for the last 28 years could finally break through, could Barack Obama winning the election be that far behind?

Photo credit: NY Times

Maybe I’m  jinxing his chances by writing this so close to November 4, but at this point, I really do believe the die has been cast. I think we’re either going to rise up as one and pledge to make some serious changes.  Or, somehow – and God knows I cannot understand how or why – those of us who have been fighting to get our country back will be defeated by those who want to run us into the ground.

I have to believe, though, that love will triumph over hate, integrity over corruption, progressive thinking over the status quo, passion over complacency.

I could go on, but I think you get the idea. I have never been so afraid for the fate of the country-at-large, but also for myself. I am convinced that if the rule doesn’t change fast, it will be dire consequences for what I hope to accomplish in my life, not to mention just buying groceries next week.

But if the Phillies’ victory is any indication of what’s to come, we’ll all soon ban together and usher in a new era of American – and world – politics. We will see ourselves through the last of the darkest hour and into the dawn…