I am feeling like a half-assed activist today.Or maybe what
I am is an activist in transition. An activist who is looking
for a different kind of activism.
You may have heard about the vigil planned for today called "Love
Needs No Cure." It is being held in response to the
anti-gay message promoted by "Focus on the Family" and "Exodus
International" in their national "Love Won Out" conference
meeting in St. Louis today.
These organizations are asserting, against established, educated,
and scientific studies and practices, that people can be "cured" of
homosexuality.They have posted billboards all over town of alleged ex-gays
who joyously proclaim their conversion.
(Kim: I believe that
their are some who choose their orientation for various reasons,
and then some who naturally are attracted to those of the same
sex. It shouldn't be any different than the set of people who
make any choice.
what you are talking about is that you are tired of protesting
protests too much"). I think you aren't tired of protesting,
and that you'll never be tired—it is just that you have found
your own way to be a champion of the LGBT community.)
is sad, pathetic, maddening.
A number of the billboards have been defaced. In a different
kind of response that follows in the beautiful nonviolent
tradition of Gandhi and Martin Luther King, some people
in the LGBT
community have organized a peaceful vigil today to take place
opposite the church where the conference will be
My response surprises me. Especially since I grew up
going to protests.
But I find that I just can't bear to go.
I no longer care if some think people like me are
sick and need to be cured. Hell, my own brother thinks
homosexuality is abnormal although he has long since
given up on curing
me of anything. I just ask that he treat me with respect.
Because there is no reasoning with that level of bigotry.
And the idea of standing sweetly and solidly—if thankfully in
solidarity with others—makes me uncomfortable. It
will make for good television and print copy. But it feels
like coming from a place of defensiveness, not of strength.
I support and appreciate anyone who chooses to go to
the vigil. But I have thought a lot about it and it is
I care very much about lgbt kids. I was one. And that
can be hell. I care for anyone who is struggling to reconcile
and identity and to arrive at an integrated place. I
know my own version of that journey and it is a tough
If I thought that standing outside a church full of falsely
self congratulatory bigots might actually accomplish
something, I would do it. But I don't.
I would rather live boldly and openly and do good work,
including creating opportunities for young LGBT people.
Then when someone realizes that I am a lesbian, they
will have to deal with the whole
of me. I would rather insist on living a life with creativity,
love, sex, generosity and joy that makes apologies to
Saturday, Feb 25, 2006