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Saturday, 14 February 2009

  • The Tour Turns Treacherous

    I woke up this morning and made my way to Philadelphia. I saw the Liberty Bell and Independence Hall. Sadly, I wasn't able to go into Independence Hall because there was a gas leak and it was closed. Took some pictures though. Then I drove back down on my way back home (but I still planned to take a tiny detour to see Colonial Williamsburg.)

    Driving down, I came upon night... and night in this part of the country is pretty scary. I can only imagine a lonely road through the desert would be scary. I finally came within miles of Williamsburg and found a hotel. I thought I was going to die. There were no lights, lonely road and a tempermental car. I'm glad I made it to the hotel. Lets see if the town doesn't loose some of its sleepy hollow feel when the sun comes out. Seems like a quaint little town, but also the setting to many a murder mystery. If I happen to disappear without explanation tell the authorities to start their inquiries at the EconoLodge in Williamsburg off the I64.
  • Day One of the "Heritage Tour"

    I am a self proclaimed geek. My friends all know this. I am usually the one that in the midst of conversation will throw his finger up in the air and proclaim "interesting fact, did you know that..." Even as a little boy I could be compared to the little boy in "Jerry McGuire" So, it should come as no surprise that I am taking a road trip through the colonies visiting our nation's capitol, Independence Hall and Colonial Williamsburg.

    The fun thing about this trip is that it was unplanned. Originally, I had requested the days of February 12 - 16 for some much needed time off, but since last months road trip that left my car stranded in Chester, Virginia... well, I had to come back to New England to pick it up now that its fixed. So, lets see... what is a geek to do with a car, five days off and DC, Philadelphia and Williamsburg just a couple of hours away from each other? The Road beckoned. I've come to call this road trip the "heritage tour." The only damper on this road trip is that I wasn't able to bring any friends with me. Just bad timing...

    I arrived in Washington, D.C. at around 8pm on Thursday, February 12th. I checked into a quaint little youth hostel named William Penn House, just down the street from the capitol building. In fact, you could see the capitol from the door of the hostel. I parked my car at Union Station and walked the whole town at night. I visited the Washington Monument. I've never really liked the Washington Monument really. For me the power lies in the iconic nature of the monument. Its a symbol of the capitol. But other than that, its really just a big stick in the ground. (to put it mildly)

    After playing tag and just walking up to the Washington Monument to touch it... I made my way to the Lincoln Memorial. I bypassed the WWII Memorial and said to myself, I have to go see a man about a proclamation. It was my first time actually seeing the monument. Last month, we weren't allowed into the monument because the next night was going to be the big inauguration concert. Remember Beyonce? (all my single ladies, all my single ladies....) Coincidentally, I saw Lincoln on his 200 birthday. What a treat! Then I saw the Korean War Memorial and the Vietnam Memorial.

    This morning, I woke up early and made it to my car to drop off my luggage (I wasn't going to lug it around the Capitol.) I had breakfast and took a Taxi to the Holocaust Museum and Memorial. The tour was intense. What struck me most was that I saw myself in that tour. I could have easily been one of those deemed unworthy to live. Hitler didn't only target Jews, he targeted political dissidents, Gypsies, Homosexuals, The Elderly, The disabled and mentally ill. I know I would have probably been taken away with the homosexuals (I doubt Hitler would have believed in "ex-gays") and the political dissidents (my mouth has always gotten me in trouble!) I imagined myself the whole tour walking with a pink triangle on my shirt. I thought "Thank God that I was born in this time in this land." what particularly struck me was they did to the retarded children. There was one picture in particular of a boy who was killed. He stood naked in his doctors office right before being carted out to be killed. My heart swelled for him. How could anyone deem him unfit to live? How could it be that no one wanted him? I wanted to reach through the picture and transcend time and space screaming "I'll take him, don't kill him! I'll take care of him!" I think everyone should see the museum. After the tour, I bought a Magnet that read: "Next time you hear of hatred, Next time you hear of Genocide... Remember what you saw here" I think I understand a little better the jewish proverb that says "Never Forget"

    Afterwards I went to the Smithsonian Museum of American History. It wasn't all that I thought it would be. I made my way through it faster than I thought I would. Some favorites were Judy Garland's ruby slippers, Martha Washington's dress and the Vietnam War exibit.

    Timing was perfect too since I received my tax return today. I drove to delaware and bought my new Mac computer (NO SALES TAX!)

    I will spend my valentines day in the city of brotherly love (philadelphia).

Sunday, 08 February 2009

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    Natural Blues
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    A Call to Action

    I've recently taken on more responsibility in terms of ministry to people who struggle with homosexuality. I have been asked to be an administrator for the ExodusYouth website. (www.ExodusYouth.net). Basically as I understand it, that entails moderating comments, replying to comments and questions by youth and writing articles to post on a regular basis. I'm all for this and honestly excited about the whole ordeal. Alan Chambers gave such a rousing speech at the leadership conference last month calling us all to work together and reach the lost. so, I stepped foward and asked how I can help... this is what I was given.

    however, I cant help but feel like this ups the stakes for me. who knows who visits this site. people may very well start picking apart the things I write in my articles and debates may pop up? no longer can my writing be but vain musings of a kid seeking to live his life according to his faith, values and self schema, I feel like I really really have to know what I'm talking about. I feel like I almost have to be an expert in gay science and gay history. I guess I have to be an expert in "Queer Humanities." Its interesting because all my arguments are supported in gay litterature, I think a point can be better made if I refer to their own texts, and famous authors.

    Just recently I started reading And The Band Played On by Randy Shilts detailing how the spread of AIDS came about. More of a book on public health, but still a famous gay author and a big book in gay and lesbian history. Though I'm only in the begining I'm already enjoying the book. A point stuck out in the book to me though, Shilts mentions Harvey Milk the first openly gay City Supervisor of San Francisco that was gunned down by another city supervisor. Harvey Milk seems to have been a remarkable man, there is one instance where an initiative was being brought up to make it illeagal for homosexuals to be teachers. Harvey Milk made a speech challenging everyone to "come out of the closet." His belief was that as long as homosexuals remained a silent population, an invisible people, they would always be oppressed. I can only imagine what that would look like for the Ex-Gay community?

    Many ex-gays are satisfied to just be free of homosexuality. Most meet their loves, get married, have kids and live happily ever after. they are go on fully integrated into society, working as air traffic controllers, sports therapists, social workers, teachers and nurses. but nobody knows. how would the world believe the claims of Exodus? we tell the world there are thousands of people who have successfully left homosexuality, but no one really knows an "ex-gay." to the world it is a myth. They only see Alan Chambers on Tv. How can we expect them to believe? I wonder what would happen if everyone "came out of the closet?" I wonder what would happen if people all over the country could said... "you know... my neighbor three doors down used to be gay." or "I know this guy at my job that used to be gay" or "yea... theres someone who came out of homosexuality in my church." how would public policy be affected? how would sex ed be affected?

    I love homosexuals. but history runs in loops, and many times the oppressed can become the oppressors. I worry about what can awaits us if we dont act. already there is such a battle to make reparative therapy a violation of the APA's code of ethics (perhaps punishable by the revoking of a therapists' license). It is all but expressly forbidden to spread the message in public schools that homosexuals can change. Never (not once) is an ex-gay portrayed positively on TV. I know so many people who were in the lifestyle for 10+ years because they never knew that Exodus or Ex-gays existed. they were told by the world that the only option they had was to be gay and accept it. These people were trapped in a lifestyle they never wanted because information was kept from them. I was almost counted among them.

    Its so scary to let everyone in. to tell people our dirty little secrets. but the bible commands to "let the redeemed of the Lord say so!" as long as we stay invisible, we will be oppressed. some of the people fighting for us are ever-straight mental health professionals, but they can only do so much. they are being edged out slowly. we need to stand up and be counted.

    *sigh* that my soapbox. I just wish the would could see through my eyes. I know so many people who have left homosexuality successfully. there is no doubt in my mind that sexuality is fluid and changeable and that people have the right to determine which life they will lead. and it makes me upset that "the powers that be" would seek to strip us of that right. please people, be counted!

Wednesday, 12 November 2008

  • You're Telling Me I'm Not Liberal?

    Some have told me that I'm a closet conservative. That I'm not a liberal at all because I believe in smaller government, more individual rights, supported a republican candidate (and shall soon change parties too!) I'll give it to them: according common understanding, yes I am very much the conservative and find very little in common with liberals. but really, what upsets me is the deeper meaning of "liberal" and the subversive insult it is to say that I am not liberal.

    I just have to ask: Since when has more regulation, larger government, more taxes or the "Fairness Doctrine" been considered beacons of liberty? How can any "liberal" really carry that name when they are actually in stark opposition to the ideas of freedom and liberty? I am speaking beyond parties but directly dealing within the realm of ideologies. who chose that the "left" would be called "liberal?" those who now are advocating for congress to buy out the banks and car companies and nationalize them? who chose that? and why aren't more people on the Right raising their voice saying "HEY IM THE ONE THAT REALLY BELIEVES IN LIBERTY!"

    maybe this is just what reading Ayn Rand does to me. I'll try to ween myself off the political soapbox and come up with more introspective/insightful blogs in the future but for now, "Twalk amongt yourselves. discuss!"

Wednesday, 05 November 2008

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    Tracy Chapman
    By Tracy Chapman
    Talkin about a revolution
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    After The Election

    As a registered democrat and a Christian, last nights news struck fear into my heart. I have never before believed with such conviction that a man was so diserving of the office of the President of the United States. Never before was I so sure that he would win. It was almost as if America became a secret underground society. There we Obama signs all over Miami but walking down the street, standing in line at the bank, standing in line 3 hours at the polling station, my eyes would make contact with another person, and a gleam would be shared that almost said "dont worry, I am with you, I'm voting McCain too!" it was akin to Obrien from 1984. the glance from across the room that shouted "you're not alone! I see the truth too!" I was sure we were bigger than the media let on. I was sure that when rational America went into the voting booth, they'd secretly vote McCain because the choice would be obvious. I thought the choice would be so obvious that New York or California might even swing red. But that didnt happen. Barak Obama went on to win in a landslide election. My heart broke as I saw McCain concede and Sarah Palin with tears in her eyes. I could not believe it was over.

    There are still fears. yes. There are fears about Obama's relationships with terrorists. Where he got all the funding for his campaign that eclipsed both Bush and Kerry's 2004 run combined. I fear his socialist tendancies and what how that would impact the country both in the short run but also the long run. I fear what the implementation of the "Fairness Doctrine" will mean for free speech. I fear what will happen to national security as nuclear proliferation becomes a greater issue and our relations with russia and north korea continue to deteriorate along with the notion of abandoning Iraq at the risk of creating a stew of resentment that will bite us in the...well, you know.

    particularly I fear what the most liberal senator as president would mean for organizations I hold so dear. Organizations that have been integral to my walk in life. Particularly Exodus and Love In Action. As gay activists find a loyal friend in the Liberal President will the notion of "Change" ever be considered "Hate Speech?" will my existence be considered "Hate?" will Gay marriage be accepted? and if it is, does my church have to officiate or face legal penalties for "Discriminating?" Will I still be able to say that homosexuality is a sin? or will we find that like in Canada, it is can be considered hate speech and I can face legal action?

    There are alot of fears. But I must come to the realization that none of this has occured. as stands now, I must be proud that my country has finally moved past its dark past of bigotry and been able to vote for a black president. Truly last night a barrier was broken and it is more real to say as Americans to our children that: "yes, you really can be anything you want to be." I have many fears about my president, but I must rest in the grace of God. As I've often been told, "God gives you grace for the here and now, not for your imagination" he will give me the stregnth to stand true to Him today, and if ever the country takes a dark turn He will give me stregnth then too.

    I find solace in one aspect of Obama's speech last night. He said, speaking to McCain supporters: "I may not have won your vote tonight, but I will be your president too."

    well President Obama: My Name is Frank. I'm an American and like you a product of forign parents. My mother is a cuban exile and my father is colombian. I care deeply about Immigration reform as I have many dear friends that are illeagal in this country. I am also a Christian. and as I christian I stand against abortions especially Partial birth abortions. My twin brother was born still birth and sometimes I wish he was born alive, though he wasnt a product of an abortion, I know what its like to live with the knowledge that someone who should be alive is not alive. I believe humans have rights both in the womb and out.

    I believe in the American dream. the dream that says I can be anything and anyone I want to be. but as you may know from your own struggles that is not a path easily taken. I myself have struggled with homosexuality and finding it incompatable with my faith, my values and my dreams I chose to leave that behind. I can respect a persons right to live their lives as they feel happy. for some it may involve being the the gay lifestyle, but for me it did not. respect and fight for my right to exist.

    I am your constituency Mr.President... Its a pleasure to meet you.

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