Last Tuesday, California decided that they care more for chickens than they do for gay people.
Do you know what that does to gay people? It pisses us off.
I've been joking about what I'm about to say to a few people, but I'm not so sure it's a joke.
No matter what has been said, I firmly believe that the death of Judy Garland had something to do with the reason that the drag queens and the bull dykes at the Stonewall Inn in 1969 finally said, "Enough is enough!," and rioted against yet another police raid of a gay bar.
Because of that, straight people better hope and pray that Streisand or Midler or Minnelli don't die sometime in the near future, because if one of our divas passes on right now, we're going to cause a riot that will make Stonewall look like a fucking children's tea party.
Gay men and lesbians are angry. Can you sense the shift? I feel it. In the midst of such hope and promise for the future, we are being told that we are less important than farm animals - - FARM ANIMALS! And that our right to life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness is NOT guaranteed and will not be given to us.
Because, apparently, we are unlovable. Maybe not to each other, but straight people aren't supposed to love us. Because they believe that Jesus doesn't love us. The Bible tells them so.
Our anger is building. The steam is building up and all it needs is one little thing, one event, and the lid is going to blow off.
I don't know what we will do when and if that happens, but I know that it won't be pretty and it won't be nice. And it definitely won't be forgotten for a long, long time.
Obviously, whenever I read or think about what's happened in the past week, I am filled with rage. Thankfully, Keith Olbermann is not. He addresses the issue in a much calmer way. From a place of love.
Thanks to Charissa for sending this to me.