It Gets Better…Unless You Disagree with Dan Savage

Before I say one more word, I’d like to officially take the pledge found on Dan Savage’s It Gets Better website:

Everyone deserves to be respected for who they are. I pledge to spread this message to my friends, family and neighbors. I’ll speak up against hate and intolerance whenever I see it, at school and at work. I’ll provide hope for lesbian, gay, bi, trans and other bullied teens by letting them know that “It Gets Better.”

Hopefully it counts, even though I’m a conservative.

Right now, at this moment, I should be studying for finals. I should be writing a paper. I should be finishing a research project. I should be finalizing my bar application, or memorizing my commencement speech, or maybe even getting 5 or 6 hours of sleep. Yet here I sit, staring at the walls and listening to this video with a broken heart:

Dan, you talk an awful lot of trash for someone so opposed to intolerance.

On Sunday, Savage made an attempt at apologizing for bullying the children who chose to walk out on his speech. Since he apologized for calling a group of children pansy-asses, I’ve chosen to apologize for a few comments I myself recently made about Savage:

It was wrong for me to post these things, and I apologize for doing it. Had I let it stand, what I said in those posts would have cheapened everything I feel about what happened to the kids Savage targeted with his hateful words.

I’m not here for the “doesn’t Dan Savage advocate against bullying?” attack–Jimmy LaSalvia already hit the nail on the head with GOProud’s response to Savage’s remarks:

Dan Savage should apologize for his comments and should apologize to the high school students in attendance whom he called ‘pansy-asses,’” continued LaSalvia. “It is ironic that someone whose claim to fame is fighting bullying would resort to bullying tactics in attacking high school students who were offended by his outrageous remarks.

No, my real issue with this whole situation is that this man was allowed to address a group of children. This is the same man who cyberbullied Rick Santorum by associating Rick’s last name with “the frothy mixture of lube and fecal matter that is sometimes the byproduct of anal sex.”
The same man who publicly stated that a Green Party candidate for Senate should be “dragged behind a pickup truck until there’s nothing left but the rope.”
The same man who sat down with Bill Maher and made crude comments about Michele Bachmann’s husband:

This man was allowed a bully pulpit to address a room full of impressionable children. This is the outrage. This is the scandal. Who associated with the National Scholastic Press Association and/or the Journalism Education Assocation is responsible for inviting a man who makes a living pontificating on the follies of “the fuckable world” to speak to a captive audience full of high school journalists? We’ve been dealing with Dan Savage’s word vomit for years, now. We’ve known who he is, what he believes, and what he believes is and is not acceptable activism.


Now, thanks to the incompetence at the NSPA and/or JEA, we know a little bit more about Dan Savage. We know that he thinks it’s acceptable to curse at teenagers in a professional setting. We know that he thinks it’s acceptable to selectively interpret and misrepresent the teachings of the Bible (a practice he abhors in Christians) in order to make a shock-point. We know that he thinks it’s acceptable to say things that hurt and humiliate children who love Jesus, and we know that he thinks it’s acceptable to keep verbally flogging those children when his hateful remarks earn him applause.

The pledge I posed at the beginning is a promise:
I will do more than speak up against hate and intolerance–I will fight against it with every fiber of my being.

I will do more than provide hope for lesbian, gay, bi, trans, and other bullied teens–I will joyfully offer love, open arms, and protection from harm.

I will do more than let someone who is suffering emotionally or physically know that it gets better–I will help make it better.

Keeping that promise means sticking up for those kids, and speaking out against Dan Savage–and anyone who breathed an “amen” after hearing what he said, because no one deserves to be humiliated in front of their peers, or made to feel small and stupid and low because of what they believe.

No one.

Not even Dan Savage.

Why are We Marching?

This needs to be shared:

Are people mad because a white man killed an unarmed black teen, or because they think he hated said teen? Hate is wrong, but you should be just as mad about anyone’s child being killed for no good reason. I think the problem is that we are all too ready to draw those colored lines in the sand, either out of fear or righteous indignation, or whatever the justification du jour is. We are quick to jump to the defense of a child that looks like we do, without making that same leap to defend one who doesn’t.

Thank you, Chris.

On Getting It On

I support a woman’s right to sex.
Good sex, bad sex, filthy sex, and all the sex in between.
I support your right to have sex with your husband, your boyfriend, or the rando you brought home from the bar that one weekend you were bored. I support your right to have sex in the bedroom, in the bathroom, or in a swing.

I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again: I really don’t care.

That’s not to say I endorse a life of filthy swing sex with randos; I’m just saying I support your right to make a lifestyle choice.

I also support the lifestyle choice to use birth control. (Before I hop on this bullet train to comment section Hell, I want to make one thing clear: I’m not Catholic. I was raised Baptist, and I have never been taught that birth control was morally objectionable. I don’t understand the Catholic viewpoint, couldn’t articulate it if you asked me to, and I won’t comment on it. Please don’t tell me I’m going to some version of slut Hell because I’m okay with the Pill.) I think birth control is a wonderful thing. Everyone should have the right to use it if they want to. It’s one penumbra whose emanations I support with an unholy fury. Don’t try and take away my birth control.

I can’t believe I’m actually writing about this, seeing as how the current debate over contraception was 100% manufactured by the progressive wing of the Democrat party. The debate isn’t even about contraception, really…it’s about using Alinsky tactics to manufacture an issue, create baseless outrage, and lampoon anyone who gets in the way of a radical agenda. Mostly, I’m writing this for my friends and colleagues close to home, who seem to have been sucked in to this ridiculous “Republicans are MURDERING WOMEN” mindset that is consistently parroted by the mostly vapid membership of organizations such as Law Students for Reproductive Justice.

I went on a rant today. Maybe it’s because we lost a colleague and friend this weekend, or maybe it’s because I’ve finally reached my breaking point, but this happened (via my Facebook, click for the whole story):
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Because.

I like this song. It’s like a secret shame I don’t want to keep a secret.

But.

The video…it’s the worst thing I’ve ever seen in my entire life:

Starting at 0:09, I started laughing so hard I was crying by 0:18. I needed that…and so do you.

Smile today. #war tomorrow.

On Being Gay: Fighting the False “Hate” Dichotomy

I’m not.

Gay, I mean. I’m not gay. Nor do I have a personal opinion on your gayness. Or half gayness. Or exploratory gayness. Or lack of gayness altogether. It’s a lifestyle choice–to not spend time dwelling upon who may or may not be operating at varying levels of gay.

But this piece isn’t about being gay, or straight. If you’re are TrueCon© purist in the mood for a brawl over the virtueless life of the American homosexual, the door is right behind you. If you’re one of those allegedly virtueless American homos looking for a forum to air your grievances about the hateful wingnuts who want to patrol your bedroom at night, please go away. I don’t want to go anywhere near your bedroom. EVER.

We’re in an election year, and with every election year comes the birth and rebirth of those issues that make those of us who remain engaged in politics 24/7–and don’t just surface mid-primary to parrot talking points they read in The Weekly Standard–want to light ourselves on fire in the middle of a busy intersection. As of now, LGBT equality and abortion are neck and neck for the Most Obnoxious Issue and Advocates trophies. For now, though, let’s deal with LGBT equality. It’ll be fun. Or something.

Equality is one of those things that everybody loves to fight about, but nobody wants to define. The meaning has become elusive; for progressives, what once stood for equal opportunity now stands for equal results. This is our first problem–a difference in expectations. Most conservatives, myself included, look at equality as having an equal chance at success. Efforts by the government to “fix” things lead to skewed results, and eventual societal dependance on bureaucratic interference.

Not so with the left. For liberals, lacking “programs” bent on “achieving equality” is akin to throwing every woman and minority under the bus. They reject the concept of equal opportunity, and instead focus on the importance of equal results–even if their solutions absolutely destroy the very need for equal opportunity.

Which brings me to the point. Equality.
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