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.

The 40th anniversary of the Stonewall riots passed this weekend. Today, many people are aware that this anniversary coincides with gay pride festivities. There are parades in New York (where the Stonewall Inn bar still stands) and all over the country.

But just this past Sunday, June 28, police raided the Rainbow Lounge, a gay bar in Fort Worth, TX.
(Read more, here at Andrew Sullivan’s blog.)

This story is particularly poignant as my girlfriend is from Dallas. I think I will have to discuss this more with her and possibly update this post.

But suffice to say, I thought we really had gotten past this. In New York, on the east coast, in Texas, in the United States.

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…