Some of you may have all ready seen this hilariously homophobic ad by the National Organization for Marriage. (According to Egalia from TGW, NOM also is also prejudiced towards single mothers):
OH, Fear Mongering. Doncha just love it? I love the woman who says, “I am a Massachusetts mother helplessly watching Public Schools Teach my Son… that Same Sex Marriage is okay.”
Well, my Public School did nothing when four different students from my graduating class committed suicide. Three boys and one girl, two of them were harassed so relentlessly with anti-gay slurs that parents are now trying to force my (former) High School to increase funding for a better anti-bullying program with a lawsuit (our current one was aimed at children in elementary schools. Obviously ineffective.) The father was quoted in an ABC news article that I have on file as saying that it’s a shame he had to use a lawsuit to get my school to pay attention to it’s “problem”, but it just struck him as strange that they could spend a million dollars on a new football field, but couldn’t bother to increase funding for student harassment prevention. Particularly since violent fights broke out in my school on an almost monthly basis and were something of a spectator sport.
Those terrible events happened when I was a Junior. The girl that killed herself was a Lesbian, and also personally deeply Religious. I cared about her very much. She had been a close friend of mine since we were eight years old, and there isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t miss her and think of her.
But I am getting ahead of myself. The NOM Ad has been parodied in several hilarious ways, but this one was my favorite:
But this all leads me back to this silly controversy over Perez Hilton and Miss California. Now, I just want to set the record straight. I don’t do Beauty Pageants. But a couple of days ago I got an email from my BFF, and she gave me links to what Miss California had said, and the subject line was, “what do you think of this?”
I clicked on it, expecting some stupid rant similar to the one above in NOM’s Marriage Ad, but all she really said was, “I was raised to believe that Marriage should be between a man and a woman.”
Well, obviously I disagree. I do support Gay Marriage personally. I don’t always agree with Wanda Sykes, but I like what she says, “If you’re against same sex marriage, then don’t marry someone of the same sex!” And I do think that Same Sex Marriage Laws should be left to the states, but I think equality of benefits is a right.
On my old Blog, I did a post after I watched the Lifetime movie, Prayers for Bobby. I explained my complete and utter intolerance for Homophobia.
Like Miss California, I was raised to believe that Marriage should be “between a man and a woman.” Well, actually, my Dad and brothers just made fun of Gays all the time. But the point is, I was not raised to be the Bisexual Fag Hag I am today.
For one thing, the girl I mentioned above, the one who killed herself, was the first person who ever compelled me to think seriously about my own sexuality.
For another, one of my closest friends, one I’ve known since I was in my mother’s womb, is a Gay Porn Star. I adore him, and he is the only reason I have any fashion sense. I have tons of Fags now, but as I was growing up, he was my very best friend. I knew him before he came out and after. Because of him, I know the law of woman that has existed since the first cave-woman went shopping for mammoth furs and whatnot with her first cave-fag, and that is this:
“No woman shoppeth without a faggeth”
When I was nine years old, before I had the faintest inkling of what the phrase “Domestic Partnership” or “Civil Unions” meant, I wrote a story for school called Bob and Cob. Bob and Cob lived together and were best friends. They loved each other very much and they did everything together. They went to the gym, shopped, took a cooking class, and ran on beaches shirtless, waves crashing on their well-toned, washboard abs. One day, Cob got upset with Bob because they went to a very nice restaurant that sold lots of coffee, and Bob was eating his salad so sloppily. So Cob moved out. But he missed Bob very much, so they decided to move back in together because they were still best friends.
I have been saturated in Gay Culture since before I could even walk. And while my Sanity is debatable, I do happen to believe I am a fully functional person. I pay my taxes, work almost full time, and go to school. I don’t do drugs and I get good grades. I may have a screw or two loose, but I am a loosely screwed respectable member of society.
But I digress.
As I explained in my movie review of Prayers for Bobby, if you happen to personally believe that marriage should be between a man and a woman, then that is between you and your belief system. You can go ahead and vote against whatever same sex marriage legislation in your own state that you want, and even though I might wish you’d have a change of heart, You are entitled to your own opinion. As long as you don’t moralize or act self righteous, as long as you aren’t homophobic, then I have no problem with you.
(and btw, I would say the same thing to a person who is pro life, all though I don’t get why this life/choice debate still exists half the time. Roe vs Wade is the law of the land. It has been for the last thirty some years and it still will be thirty some years from now. Accept it and move on.)
But the minute some bigot gets up in my face and gets all, “Homosexuality is a Sin” or “Homosexuality is immoral” or “Thank God for Aids.” Well, I have one thing to say to that person and that is this: Run. Run as fast as you can in the opposite direction, away from me, so your teeth don’t end up on the sidewalk.
And that is my reaction to this NOM ad. The fear mongering sends a message. It goes like this: “Gay marriage, and by extension Gay people, threaten MY way of life. They threaten MY freedom, for no other reason then that they are Gay and society forces me to interact with them like they are regular, nice people (which they are).”
And messages are powerful things.
Perez Hilton went too far. Despite my aversion to Beauty Pageants, Miss California did not say anything remotely terrible. She just said that she “was raised to believe that Marriage is between a man and a woman.” It is, in fact, the exact same position our beloved leader, Chicago Slim, has (actually, considering his love for homophobic Pastors like the Reverend James Meeks, I would say Bam is more in line with the speaker at the end of the NOM ad. Oh, Projection… don’t you just love it?). And yet, Perez Hilton is calling her a “Dumb Bitch.” Geez, over reacting much? At least she was honest.
For one thing, I am sick of Social issues like this and abortion. Not because I don’t believe they are worth debating on a Rainy Monday, but because they are such petty issues compared to all the bigger problems we have. I mean, come on. Corrupt Banks are getting bailed out with Billions of Dollars in tax payer money, the Taliban is closing in on Pakistan’s Capitol, and Africa’s first elected Female President, Ellen Johnson Sirleaf has just written her memoirs. WHO the hell cares about what Miss California has to say about Gay Marriage? I mean, are you kidding me?
Issues like these are a distraction. They are highly publicized by blowhards who can’t win elections without dipping into the hate and fear of the general populace. What Americans need to do is stop putting up with it. When our Economy is in the hole and our beloved leader is sending more troops to Afghanistan, it is time to ignore this heaping pile of Bull Sh*t. Time to focus on real issues, don’t you think?