On my way to sleep, I hear on the news that there is a new app that is supposed to help reveal if your son is gay. A series of questions that are clearly stereotypical of what defines a gay man. It just adds more fuel to the fire of never being excepted by friends, family and the community. What really burns my biscuits is not that the app has been created, but such the ignorance that was put out to create it. Are parents supposed to believe what this app states? Its no different than the survey questions we take on facebook about what celebrity we most favor. As entertaining as that may be, this new app comes off as very offensive.
No I know nothing about being a Gay man, I do no a little about being a Lesbian woman. And I ask, what does she look like? Men try and talk to me, hold conversations with me and as soon as I reveal my sexual orientation... Boom: You don't look like a lesbian!! Really, what the fuck does one look like. To the surprise of the world, we all do not walk around with low cuts, baggy jeans and fitteds, or as the straight world would call us, "dykes". Who came up with this definition. But in the end I use my favorite quote: "its not what you believe but what you perceive". Life is clearly about perception and no matter the end result, the constitute lesbianism with our clothing choices.
Today I had an experience. I see a group of Lesbians standing around talking amongst each other. They look at me as I walk by. Today just so happen that I don't have music in my ears so I can hear the world. Talking, I over hear one of them say: "Oh she probably straight. Like to take dick." I laughed because i thought that it was hysterical that she could pass such a judgement on me. Her lack of confidence in her Lesbianism showed me that she only looks for the self proclaimed rainbow fems that walk the streets everyday. Now don't get me wrong, I wear my fair share of rainbow through out the pride months. But when the summer ends, my proclaimed gayness has been put away, I hide nothing from no one but I don't have a point to prove. In response to her ignorance in passing judgement, I reply: "I will be sure to pass that message along to my chick the next time I'm fucking HER". Stunned in the face, I just walk away in amusement.
A lesson in life, never judge a book by its cover, especially if it is RAINBOW!! Life makes it so you can have a conversation with a person, before you can form an opinion. Maybe if parents, family and community held conversations with their kids, bullying and suicide of the LGBT community may not exist.
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
Monday, September 26, 2011
Special
Today I am dedicating this to you. You know who you are. Standing in the mirror, looking at yourself and saying I hate this look. Your hair may never seem right, your weight seems a little much for you, your skin complexion to dark or to light. Confidence low, and you can not understand for the life of you why.
Take this moment to think and ask your self: what is you definition of beauty? It could be anything that you wish it to be. The rock on the ground, the colors in your room, your kids, family, but make sure after you define it, YOU are in this definition. We always find something to critisize about ourselves. Me, I do all the time but I know that there is absolutely nothing wrong with me. When I feel sexy, I look the part even if I am in jeans and timbs. If I feel like crap, I wear it proudly. Confidence is not a feeling, it can be warn like a scarf around your neck, or kicked by your feet down the street. You know what keeps me going: HER!! I am lucky enough to have this person in my ear who always lets me know that I am worth MY Sexy.
So you, standing in the mirror, know that I am right behind you. Telling you that you are BEAUTIFUL. Light skinned with long hair, dark skinned with natural hair, short and shapely, tall and skinny. No matter you shape, your mommy curves, stretch marks and all, there will be someone out there who loves you just for you. And if they are not, just look to me and remember confidence is warn not felt.
Take this moment to think and ask your self: what is you definition of beauty? It could be anything that you wish it to be. The rock on the ground, the colors in your room, your kids, family, but make sure after you define it, YOU are in this definition. We always find something to critisize about ourselves. Me, I do all the time but I know that there is absolutely nothing wrong with me. When I feel sexy, I look the part even if I am in jeans and timbs. If I feel like crap, I wear it proudly. Confidence is not a feeling, it can be warn like a scarf around your neck, or kicked by your feet down the street. You know what keeps me going: HER!! I am lucky enough to have this person in my ear who always lets me know that I am worth MY Sexy.
So you, standing in the mirror, know that I am right behind you. Telling you that you are BEAUTIFUL. Light skinned with long hair, dark skinned with natural hair, short and shapely, tall and skinny. No matter you shape, your mommy curves, stretch marks and all, there will be someone out there who loves you just for you. And if they are not, just look to me and remember confidence is warn not felt.
Saturday, September 24, 2011
It's My Birthday
Hello World. Today makes 28 years of my existence. I must say that I have been through alot in these 28 years. My saying at work is "Life can't be that hard". And you know what, its not. I have so many things to be thankful for that my small struggles are minimum. I am loved by so many, even hated by a few!! I am surrounded by good people, I have my health and most of my mental sanity. I am engaged to a beautiful woMan and I am continuously falling in love with her. I may never be as emotional as she hopes, may never embrace my true feminine side, but I know what I have and am afraid to lose it all.
Thanking everyone for my birthday wishes as I spend this day relaxing and trying to keep my B average in school. Peace and love .
ME
Thanking everyone for my birthday wishes as I spend this day relaxing and trying to keep my B average in school. Peace and love .
ME
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
Ask but Don't Tell
Today I dedicate my blog to all of those who have been released from the so called shackles of the military. The "Don't Ask, Don't Tell" policy has been lifted. But are we really relieved? Did it matter that a lesbian woman or a gay man fighting on the behalf of you, or were they only just man and woman?? The things that need to have some kind of thought process before the mouths of the ignorant open. If it were so easy, a cave man could do it, then why are they out there and not you?
The safety of the LGBT in the military has always been in question. It's almost like being in prison. Men surrounded by men all day and night for years, no home visits, off across the land, what do you really think is going on? To smell a Gay man in the military must be a dog sense, because it happens and every man looking for some action done bent his Gay ass over. Then will turn to the next man and say, "oh but I am not gay"!!! There is not enough mastubation to in the world without wanting to feel something tight and warm, so what is left when the only person next to you is a man you know is gay, can't expose himself or he will be thrown out.
So is it right for all those abused to charge their abuser with some sort of rape, blackmail or something. Lets look at this from the feminine perspective. Lesbians come in all shapes forms and sizes. Looking at me you would never guess that I am a LESBIAN!! So is it wrong to hide behind the curtains because you never know which female is looking at you in the shower? Sergants in full relationships with their unit, and have to live day by day without any affection. How are they supposed to live?
Be that as it may, it was never about don't ask, don't tell. They already knew, so there was no need for the question. It was how are we going to keep the next gay person's identity a secret. Now that you have outed half of our military unit, what will be next? How about marriage equality across the nation!!
The safety of the LGBT in the military has always been in question. It's almost like being in prison. Men surrounded by men all day and night for years, no home visits, off across the land, what do you really think is going on? To smell a Gay man in the military must be a dog sense, because it happens and every man looking for some action done bent his Gay ass over. Then will turn to the next man and say, "oh but I am not gay"!!! There is not enough mastubation to in the world without wanting to feel something tight and warm, so what is left when the only person next to you is a man you know is gay, can't expose himself or he will be thrown out.
So is it right for all those abused to charge their abuser with some sort of rape, blackmail or something. Lets look at this from the feminine perspective. Lesbians come in all shapes forms and sizes. Looking at me you would never guess that I am a LESBIAN!! So is it wrong to hide behind the curtains because you never know which female is looking at you in the shower? Sergants in full relationships with their unit, and have to live day by day without any affection. How are they supposed to live?
Be that as it may, it was never about don't ask, don't tell. They already knew, so there was no need for the question. It was how are we going to keep the next gay person's identity a secret. Now that you have outed half of our military unit, what will be next? How about marriage equality across the nation!!
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
Women and the state of sports
Now I don't follow to much about sports, but I do love me some football. Looking at the lockout on basketball, it seems that we will be waiting for quite some time. So my question to you is, aren't we all in a recession? Why are these organizations on lockout with these teams, players and they are already millionaires? If you are not living off of last year $100,000 contract then you need a new accountant. There is no freaking way that we should be at this stand still.
Lets take it a step further, why women's basketball is only aired in the summer time? Why do they only play 30 games per season? Here we are, fought for the right to be held amongst the ranks of men, and yet we are still not of equal standards. The price for a women's game is $30 while the price of the men's game ranges from $75-500. How unfair is this? Or better yet, why are we only recognized playing football in our dayum panties? These women play harder, through all of their injuries than men, yet we are not seriously taken. There is barely any pay and for what, some guys penis to get hard while he watches us play?
I'm so over the feminist that still exist in this country. No matter how close we get to a female president, she will always be beaten by the man beside her. How long will it be before we actually get the equality that we deserve?
That's the million dollar question!!
Lets take it a step further, why women's basketball is only aired in the summer time? Why do they only play 30 games per season? Here we are, fought for the right to be held amongst the ranks of men, and yet we are still not of equal standards. The price for a women's game is $30 while the price of the men's game ranges from $75-500. How unfair is this? Or better yet, why are we only recognized playing football in our dayum panties? These women play harder, through all of their injuries than men, yet we are not seriously taken. There is barely any pay and for what, some guys penis to get hard while he watches us play?
I'm so over the feminist that still exist in this country. No matter how close we get to a female president, she will always be beaten by the man beside her. How long will it be before we actually get the equality that we deserve?
That's the million dollar question!!
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