Ten years gone by

One more thing on the oh-so-prevalent news stories of the day, friends.

Ten years ago, when I was in high school, I wrote an article for my town’s paper on homosexuality and the right to marry and asking my community why accepting gay people as one of our own was a problem. This was one of the emails I received:

Dear Jennie,

I read your column in the Chelsea Standard. I know that it is an opinion page , however I would like to ask you if you have done any research into the topic of homosexuality?

To be a responsible journalist you need to write from a view point after researching both sides of an issue. From your writing, it is clear that you are misinformed as to the reality of homosexuality and the effects on the person, marriage, children and
eventually society.

I would encourage you to research this from another angle. Focus on the Family at family.org can provide you with some very interesting data from those who were homosexual and have come out of the lifestyle. The facts and testimonies they will provide you will enlighten you both medically and psychologically. This is a moral issue for many, however if you have ever given blood you will see that the questions asked by the Red Cross highlights the unhealthy and dangerous lifestyle that it is. That is from a medical standpoint, something the activists would like to hide.

Also, you seem to be very critical of conservative people. Are you aware that in the forming of our country, those with conservative (Christian) viewpoint created the law that we now uphold? Our country was founded on these principles. Because of that we are one of the most civilized country in the world. In fact, those without religious convictions could not be involved in most governmental decisions. You are taking a very short sighted view of principles and a value system that has made America what it is. Even if you do not uphold Christian principles, you have to ask yourself where you/others get your morals, or sense of right and wrong? What makes right/right or wrong/wrong?
Yes, there are absolutes in our world. There is cause and effect for immoral behavior.

Have you researched the long term affects of children adopted by homosexuals? Girls growing up with lesbian mothers or boys with no father? Children need both male and female to grow as healthy as possible. That is not what someone dreamed up- that is what is physically necessary to produce children.

These issues not only have moral implications but societal as well. Is it their “right” to have a child in these abnormal circumstances? Is it right that a family with a married man and woman should be denied a child because of homosexual rights to adopt a child? Which family would you have wanted to grow up in?

Are you aware that in California, all children from kindergarten up have to be taught that homosexuality is “normal” and “desirable”? That was the work of homosexual activists. Even though the medical profession admits that homosexual practices are unhealthy and even deadly, they are still touting it as “normal” to children.

Please research this topic from a different perspective being open to something you may not have learned as of yet. Consult Focus on the Family @ family.org for books and articles to read. The Family Research Council in Washington D.C will also provide you with enlightening information. The “Love Won Out” conferences and Exodus International have been very successful in reaching /healing these hurting people without enabling an unhealthy and destructive lifestyle.

I’m posting this because 10 years ago, I didn’t necessarily have an outlet to share this. 10 years ago, I realized that the God that everyone claimed to worship on Sunday was not the same God I thought existed, if there even was a god. 10 years ago, this letter came from a fellow church goer, someone else’s father, to me, claiming that I hadn’t done my job as a journalist.

I’m posting this because I see all over facebook and twitter and the like everyone supporting the cause of the right to marry who you want, but I want to make sure your acting. That you’re not just sitting on facebook liking red equal signs, and telling people who you know agree with you that they’re right.

I’m posting this because 10 years ago, this email made my skin crawl and made me question the small town I was living in. And 10 years later, this makes my skin crawl and makes me question (some) of the people in that small town. And small towns all over this nation. And the big cities, too, because California is where Prop 8 started, after all.

So if this email makes your skin crawl like it did mine, then I ask this of you: We all need to dig a littler deeper, talk a little louder, and tell someone we don’t know, someone who doesn’t agree with us, why this is important. That is where we make a difference. This is how we move forward. This is how we change.

Dear Mr. McCance:

You may not understand homosexuals. You may not agree with them. But you’ve gotta stop bullying them. Are you joking me? You’d disown your children because they were gay? This is the thing you’d disown them over? And you come from a good “Christian” family but you call on homosexual teens to commit suicide? Are.you.joking.me? For you, who may not understand general Internet-speak, the periods between my words are me pausing, for emphasis that your comment on Facebook was one of the stupidest, most disrespectful, insensitive, disgusting things I’ve ever read. You should be ashamed. I thank God you’re resigning from your position on the school board, and that you’ve apologized, but you have to, as my mother would say, do some real soul searching. Because you seem to be a little confused by what the word “Christian” means. You should really spend some time trying to figure it out.

I’ll wait. (and so will the rest of the country.)

I am my politics.

Now, I haven’t gotten too political here, lately. I usually reserve that for Facebook, because I can do it faster, posting links, or just opinions. Plus, I think a lot of you feel kinda like me, and would rather here about my day then the latest BP thing to go awry.

But I feel like lately, people have asked why I do it, why I get angry and post things, only to fight in the “comments” section back and forth with people about what I think and feel. People say, “Doesn’t that stress you out?” And yes, sometimes it does. Sometimes I want to pull my eyes out, sometimes I want to shake people and say, “DO YOU REALIZE WHAT YOU ARE SAYING?”

But I post political things on Facebook anyway. On a website that people say “has no room for politics.” I post there for a reason. Because I care. I care about my world. Our only world. I care about my country. I care about my future. I want you to know just what’s happening with BP. I want you to know that recycling DOES make a difference. And I want you to know that if we don’t change the world, there won’t be a world for much longer.

I want you to know that I support gay rights because supporting gay rights is, consequently, the right thing to do. I want you to know that people who are homosexual are also family, friends, black, white, around you all the time, in the military, in the government, in the democratic party, in the republican party, in your work place. I want you to know that denying people rights is not what this country was founded on.

And, I want you to know that I am pro-choice. Because everyone deserves to make decisions for themselves. I want you to know that sometimes, abortion happens for a good reason. And, looking at the homeless population of the U.S., I know that sometimes kids die, too young, on the streets, without homes, without families.

And I want you to know that if a woman decides not to have an abortion, but instead to give her child up for adoption, then I think homosexual couples should have the right to adopt that child. Because they deserve a family as much as you do.

I write about politics on my Facebook because I want you to know. I want you to be aware. I want you to change this world. I want you to change mine. I want everyone to have rights, to live their dreams. I want corporations to be exposed. I want to decide where my tax dollars go. I want you to decide, too. I write about politics because I want you to vote. I want everyone to vote, and vote knowingly. I want you to get MAD. Anger is the starting point of change.

I want less apathy. I want more action. And I want you to know these things about me, because this is me. I am my politics. I care because I want a better life. I care because I want everyone to have a fair shake. Especially you, the people who I am friends with. I want you and I to have the same rights. Not just me and my buddies, or you and yours.

So now you know. I will never hide my politic feelings, and I wouldn’t expect you to shy away from the tough conversations, the emotions, as hard as they may be, of politics. I want you to get mad. At me, maybe. Because what kind of friend would I be if I didn’t know what you really felt about this world?