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The first issue I take with the whole discussion about black folks being homophobic is that it implies that gay folks are not black! Whenever we have this discussion about us verses them, and, ‘it’s the black people who voted Prop 8 into existence,’ or, ‘it’s the black folks that are homophobic,’ it makes us all invisible. There are so many of us who are black and who are gay. And some of us who are religious. Are black people more homophobic than white people? No.
Jaison Gardner - WFPL, Chosen Families and the Ballroom Scene: Defining Fairness
Walk A Mile In My Pradas - Official Movie Trailer
This movie is playing tonight at the kickoff event for the first Louisville LGBT Film Festival. I totally lol’d. A lot.
Read my preview of the Film Fest on Louisville.com.
I’m covering the Louisville LGBT Film Festival for Louiville.com this weekend!
This means I get to report on the festival kickoff party tomorrow night, too! Haaay!
Read my festival preview on Louisville.com.
Dan Savage on Bisexuality:
It would be great if more bisexuals in opposite-sex relationships were out to their friends, families, and coworkers as well as their partners—hell, it would be great if more bisexuals were out to their partners—because more out bisexuals would mean less of that bisexual invisibility that bisexuals complain about.
Read more from the article here.
Also, read about the Bisexual Pride Flag here.
Kate Middleton looks like such a skinny little girl next to Mrs. O. and she looks like she knows it too. Titles be damned, it’s clear who’s more regal in this picture.
lol, I was very confused because I read that as “Tittes be damned.”
so my cousin who’s been tipping out the closet (some of you LA tumblrs met him at my party) kinda/sorta came out to our family today. it was his grandmother’s 80th birthday party and she asked him what he was doing tonight and he said he had a date. so she says, “i hope she’s a nice girl” and he replied, “it’s with a guy” and she paused a bit and then said, “Oh… well… does he have a job?” and we all fell out laughing because all old people really care about is if your SO is employed.
This is an awesome story!!
My teenage friends were an eclectic group of urban scene kids, nerds, cool kids, outcasts, assholes, sluts, virgins, tough kids, whimps and weirdos. Most of us are still friends in some capacity, be it superficial facebookness or we talk to each other regularly.
Some of us were gay, some of us were straight and some of us were bi, one of us followed through with a MTF transition. Some of us barely knew who we were yet.
All of us were Black. It was like this magical microchasam of American society balled up into one block of West Philadelphia.
I guess that magical group of people is why I get so fucking bewildered when I hear about teenagers hurting each other physically or emotionally for being different. It was our differences that made us such a tight-knit group. We fought because we disagreed with each other, or in order to protect each other, never because someone was different. We accepted people (For the most part) and didn’t judge over who people loved.
In short, bulling is fucking stupid.
The year was 1998.
I was 17, and had a bunch of friends who lived on my aunt’s block in West Philly.
It was maybe a 15 or 20 city block walk, but I made it 4-5 times a week to go hang out with my friends.
We were the annoying teenagers who hung out on the porch and told stories, laughed, listened to music after 9pm, got snacks from the Chineese takeout shop up the street and gossiped like crazy.
In 1998, the music was GREAT, movies were good, and we were all getting ready to go to college, get a job or at the very least, get the fuck out of West Philly. We were all smart, curious and slightly nerdy black kids.
In the summer of 1998, there was an event that deemed that summer, “THE SUMMER.”
It could also probably be called, “THE GREAT COMING OUT,” “E’RRYBODY GAY,” or “THAT GIRL IS A HO.”
Nearly ever teenager, sexually active or not, either came out as gay, bisexual or bi-curious. My best friend (Who is still my best friend to this very day) came out as a lesbian. She wasn’t particularly social at the time, like I always have been. She was very confidant, and she told everyone. It wasn’t a huge shock that she was a lesbian, but it sorta shocked me how badass she was about it.
Then I told everyone I was bi. A couple of other boys were gay. Some hoes who were just hoes came out as hoes.
A lot of people who I suspected were just saying they were gay to be cool said they were gay. I thought it was actually kind of awesome. Everyone was rebelling or wanted to be included, and we were an accepting bunch, so it was totally cool, whoever you wanted to be.
THE SUMMER was a great summer.
I adore George Takei. I have a pact with my friend John that if we ever are in a situation where he might be able to meet/speak to Mr. Takei, I have to help him do so.
He helped me meet Nichelle Nichols at a Janelle Monae concert last fall.
I’ll repost that, since it is GPOYW today anyway! <3