Soon There Will Be No One
Referring to the film Brokeback Mountain, someone I know said, "But that's 1963, there weren't gay people then."Now as I wipe the tears from my eyes from laughing so damn hard, it occurs to me that soon I will have no one left to talk to. For every little naive comment that makes me laugh there are ten stupid comments that piss me off. Between old pals I thought I knew so well and their relentless persistance in supporting a moron in the highest office, or the constant email chains declaring how much they love me followed by tasteless "jokes" about AIDS viruses, gay cowboys and just about anything else I don't find terribly funny, I realize I will only have about two people I can talk to.
Perhaps I'm being paranoid, or perhaps (gulp!) I'm getting old, but I really fear that one day every one I know is going to open up their mouth and say something I find so apprehensible, I will never want to hear them speak again. Or I'll get just one too many awful jokes not even disguised as blatant discrimination and I will have to just cancel my email address.
But then I try to be upbeat and think to myself, "Isn't it my duty to show these people they are wrong. To educate the uneducated..." but then that seems like so much work and I realize that just like God made me gay, he made these people stupid and who am I to mess with God's plan?
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"I realize that just like God made me gay, he made these people stupid and who am I to mess with God's plan?"
That is awesome. And probably true. And who are we to mess with God?
(I hope I'm one of the two people to whom you can still speak...)
hi brad....it's shae. i know how you feel. sometimes i feel like i want to belt someone who makes dumb remarks too. we just have to show them that we are bettr than that. just wanted to say hi and happy easter weekend. ~shae
Well, thank goodness, I do have two people I can still talk to!
Thanx guys!
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