Concerning Remarks by Former President Trump Regarding Military Burial and Generals

By: Benjamin Groff II© Groff Media 2024© Truth Endures IMDbPro

A recent news segment broadcasted by MSNBC-TV News says that former President Donald Trump reportedly made a controversial remark regarding the cost of burying a Hispanic woman he described as a “f–King Mexican” who had been killed and mutilated at a Texas Army base by a fellow soldier. The burial expenses reportedly amounted to approximately $80,000. Trump allegedly expressed frustration, saying it cost “too fucking much money” to provide the soldier with a proper burial.

This statement, if accurate, raises significant concerns about the former president’s attitude toward the treatment of military personnel, particularly those of Mexican heritage, as well as the costs associated with honoring fallen soldiers. The issue transcends one demographic and speaks to broader implications about how different groups—Mexicans, military members, and their families—are treated and respected within the national discourse.

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In addition to this disturbing comment, the report also highlighted another alarming remark by Trump, where he expressed a desire for military generals akin to those in Nazi Germany under Adolf Hitler. Given its historical connotations, this remark should be receiving widespread attention in both mainstream and military-focused media, especially during a presidential election cycle.

However, despite their gravity, these statements have not dominated headlines in the way one might expect. The lack of focus on such inflammatory remarks is concerning, particularly given their implications for how a future Trump administration might handle military leadership and diverse communities.

These statements deserve heightened scrutiny from Spanish-speaking news outlets, military programs, and even women’s rights advocates, as they touch on crucial issues of race, leadership, and the treatment of soldiers. The implications of a leader aspiring to emulate Hitler’s generals, combined with dismissive comments about the costs of burying a soldier, suggest dangerous intentions for the future should Trump get re-elected.

The absence of widespread discussion on these matters is troubling, as the importance of holding political leaders accountable for their statements must be balanced, especially when they potentially foreshadow harmful policies.

Former President Donald Trump has once again put mass deportations at the forefront of his political agenda, threatening to implement a sweeping policy of deporting millions of undocumented immigrants if he gets re-elected. This proposal raises numerous concerns about the economic, social, and moral ramifications for the United States, with devastating consequences not only for immigrant communities but also for the country as a whole.

Mass deportations would have a profound negative impact on the U.S. economy. Undocumented immigrants contribute significantly to various sectors, including agriculture, construction, hospitality, and healthcare. Removing millions of workers from these industries would lead to severe labor shortages, driving up production costs and potentially creating inflationary pressures that affect all Americans. Businesses would need help filling vacancies, especially in labor-intensive jobs that many Americans are unwilling or unable to take on. The ripple effect would result in reduced productivity, increased costs for products and services, and a contraction in critical industries, including food production and construction.

Additionally, undocumented immigrants contribute billions of dollars to local and federal taxes each year, including sales and property taxes. Their removal would shrink this tax base, creating budgetary shortfalls for essential services like education, healthcare, and infrastructure. The cost of enforcing mass deportations—estimated to be in the hundreds of billions—would burden the federal government and taxpayers.

The human cost of mass deportations cannot be understated. Deportations would tear apart families, many of which include U.S. citizens. An estimated six million U.S.-born children live with at least one undocumented parent, and these children would face traumatic separations that could lead to long-term psychological harm. Communities, particularly those with large immigrant populations, would experience destabilization as families and social networks get disrupted, potentially altering the fabric of our society.

The fear and uncertainty generated by the threat of mass deportations would create a climate of mistrust between migrant communities and law enforcement, causing it to be more challenging for authorities to solve crimes or maintain order in immigrant-dense areas. Many undocumented individuals contribute to the community fabric by volunteering, attending schools, and participating in religious and civic organizations, and their forced removal would erode these social bonds.

Mass deportations also raise profound moral questions about America’s identity as a nation built on immigration. For centuries, the U.S. has stood as a beacon of hope and opportunity for people fleeing persecution, poverty, and violence. Deporting millions of people en masse, many of whom have resided in the U.S. for decades, sends a harsh message that contradicts these ideals. Such a policy risks deepening racial and ethnic divisions, stoking xenophobia, and inciting further polarization in an already divided political landscape, threatening the unity of our nation.

Politically, Trump’s plan for mass deportations is likely to galvanize opposition not just from immigrant rights groups but also from many sectors of society, including businesses, religious organizations, and community leaders who recognize the humanitarian and economic risks of such an approach. The request is likely to face legal challenges as well, potentially sparking a constitutional debate over due process, civil liberties, and the limits of executive power, offering a glimmer of hope for the preservation of our democratic principles.

Mass deportations could also have negative consequences for national security. If immigrants are too afraid to report crimes or cooperate with law enforcement, it could undermine efforts to fight human trafficking, drug smuggling, or other criminal activities. Additionally, the U.S.’s standing in the global community could get tarnished as other nations criticize the harshness of the policy, straining diplomatic relationships with key allies, particularly in Latin America.

Donald Trump’s threat to implement mass deportations would have dire consequences for Americans. It would inflict severe economic damage, cause profound social harm, and challenge the nation’s moral fabric. Rather than solving immigration issues, such a policy would exacerbate existing problems while undermining the values of inclusivity and opportunity that the U.S. has long championed. The broader national and international fallout from this approach would have far-reaching effects on the country’s domestic stability and global reputation.

The Quiet Difference

A Story By: Benjamin Groff II© Groff Media 2024© Truth Endures IMDbPro

Levi grew up feeling different from his peers, struggling with his attraction towards boys amidst societal pressures. A formative encounter with Aaron led to a heartfelt kiss that marked a turning point for Levi. As they matured, their bond evolved into a deep friendship, helping Levi embrace his uniqueness throughout adulthood.

From a young age, Levi had always felt like there was something inside him that set him apart from the other boys. In grade school, while his friends chased girls, teased them, and laughed about crushes, Levi felt a quiet unease. He played along, trying to fit in, pretending to share the same interests. But deep down, something felt different, something he couldn’t quite put into words.

As Levi grew older and entered his teenage years, that difference became more defined. His friends would talk excitedly about the girls they liked—their eyes lighting up as they spoke of first dates, dances, and love letters. But Levi never shared in that excitement. He tried to force himself to like girls the way they did, to feel the same way, but no matter how hard he prayed, his feelings never changed. Levi would lie in bed at night, praying, asking God to make him normal. To take away the strange, confusing feelings he didn’t understand. His internal struggle was a constant companion, a silent battle that no one else could see.

But it wasn’t just his lack of attraction to girls that confused him. As Levi matured, he turned to dressing in modern menswear—sharp, tailored clothing, stylish undergarments, and the kinds of outfits no one in his small farming town ever discussed. His friends were indifferent to clothes, such as hand-me-downs or work overalls, but Levi found comfort in dressing differently. The way certain fabrics felt, the sleek designs, appealed to him in a way he couldn’t explain. He was terrified someone would find out about these thoughts, this quiet fascination, and mock him. But more than that, he didn’t know why it would matter so much to others. Why was his difference such a secret? Why did it feel dangerous to admit? The societal pressures to conform to a certain image were always there, lurking in the background, ready to pounce on any sign of deviation.

Deep inside, Levi knew he longed for something more than stylish clothes or acceptance. He yearned for a relationship with another boy—something that mirrored the love and companionship he saw between boys and girls. It wasn’t a desire he could fully explain, nor was it something anyone had ever taught him. It was natural to him, rising from some deep place in his heart. But even that natural feeling terrified him because he knew it wasn’t something people around him would accept.

One summer afternoon, when Levi was sixteen, a boy from a neighboring town came to visit the farm. His name was Aaron, and he was there with his father to discuss some work with Levi’s father. Aaron was taller than Levi, with a quiet confidence about him, and there was something about him that made Levi feel both nervous and excited. The two boys quickly became friendly, and after lunch, they decided to take a walk down to the lake that sat on the edge of Levi’s family’s land.

As they walked, the conversation flowed easily, and soon, they reached the clear, calm waters of the lake. The sun was hot, and Aaron suggested they go for a swim. Levi hesitated initially, feeling unsure, but the warmth of the day and Aaron’s easygoing nature won him over. Before long, they had stripped to nothing and jumped into the water, laughing and splashing like carefree children.

But as they swam and played, something unspoken hung between them. Levi could feel the subtle closeness of their glances at each other. They wrestled and splashed in the water, and then, almost without realizing it, they were close. The playful energy gave way to something more profound. Aaron’s hand lingered on Levi’s arm, and Levi felt his heartbeat quicken. In a moment that felt as natural as breathing, their lips met.

The kiss was soft and hesitant, but it felt right. For the first time in his life, Levi was clear-minded. This—this feeling—was what he had been searching for. It wasn’t wrong. It wasn’t strange. It was safe, it was natural, and it made perfect sense. The emotions welled up inside him, and before he could stop himself, tears began to fall down his cheeks. When he looked over, he saw Aaron was crying, too.

They both knew, in that quiet moment by the lake, that they had found something rare and precious in each other. But they also knew it would be fleeting. Their fathers’ farms were miles apart, and they would only see each other on rare occasions when their fathers met for work. It was a bittersweet realization, but it didn’t matter for the moment. They had found one another, and for the first time, Levi knew he wasn’t alone. As they dried off and dressed, the weight of the world seemed a little lighter on Levi’s shoulders. He felt a sense of peace and acceptance that he had never experienced before. The kiss had changed everything, and yet, it had changed nothing. They were still the same people, but now, they had a shared secret, a bond that transcended words.

As the years passed, Levi and Aaron grew older. They drifted apart romantically as life pulled them in different directions, but their bond remained strong. They stayed great friends, sharing the ups and downs of life and guiding one another through the challenges of adulthood. They never spoke about that summer kiss again, but it remained an unspoken memory that tied them together.

Levi never stopped feeling different, but he learned to embrace his uniqueness as he grew into adulthood. He found that love and connection could take many forms, and though his path wasn’t the same as others, it was his own. And he walked it proudly.

The End.

LGBT History Month is an annual month-long observance of lesbian, gay, bisexual and transgender history, and the history of the gay rights and related civil rights movements. It was founded in 1994 by Missouri high-school history teacher Rodney Wilson!

The Impact of Leadership on American Democracy

Presented by benandsteve.com By: Benjamin Groff II© Groff Media 2024© Truth Endures IMDbPro

As we approach the upcoming elections, it’s crucial to remember that Americans are empowered to shape the nation’s trajectory every four years through their votes. When exercised responsibly and carefully reflecting on our past and present, this powerful right allows us to make decisions that align with our shared values and hopes for the future. Informed voting is not just a privilege—it’s a responsibility that enables us to build a future reflective of our ideals.

It’s sometimes helpful to step back and gain perspective to understand the present. Our current situation may seem overwhelming, but history often shows us that our challenges are more complex than we remember. Reflecting on past leadership and decisions not only reassures us but also guides us toward a more thoughtful approach to what lies ahead, providing a sense of reassurance and guidance.

Under the Trump administration, America experienced a turbulent period domestically and internationally. Families traveling abroad faced significant challenges, particularly when trying to return to the U.S. Students awaiting critical funding for their education found themselves in bureaucratic limbo. The economy saw dramatic fluctuations, with the stock market swinging between highs and lows and housing prices manipulated to benefit the wealthy. Trump’s philosophy favored personal gain over the nation’s welfare, leaving many Americans to navigate an unstable economy.

Trump’s handling of the COVID-19 pandemic was a defining moment of his presidency, marked by widespread criticism. His dismissive attitude toward the virus allowed it to sweep across the country unchecked, leading to hundreds of thousands of preventable deaths. He offered unscientific remedies, such as suggesting the use of disinfectants and promoting unproven drugs, and downplayed the severity of the crisis, causing further confusion and panic. His response to local disasters, for instance, his visit to Puerto Rico, where he threw paper towels into the crowd, reflected a troubling lack of empathy and leadership.

Moreover, during his presidency, Trump distanced himself from the traditions of decency and respect that past leaders upheld. He neglected to offer condolences to families of prominent Americans who passed, such as Barbara and George Bush, choosing instead to focus on personal leisure like golfing. Trump’s lack of emotional support marked a stark departure from the dignified conduct expected of a sitting president.

Domestically, Trump’s immigration policies, which included strict border controls and deportation of undocumented immigrants, led to labor shortages, particularly in the service industry, where businesses struggled to find staff. His administration’s aggressive stance on immigration had unintended consequences, with many sectors unable to recover after being stripped of their workforce.

On the international stage, Trump’s cozy relationships with authoritarian leaders in North Korea and Russia raised alarms about national security. His handling of classified information, especially the top-secret documents stored at Mar-a-Lago, left Americans wondering what was compromised and who had access to it.

By contrast, the Biden administration has worked tirelessly to restore stability and dignity to the president’s office. Under Biden’s leadership, the economy has rebounded, and significant investments have been made in infrastructure, including road repairs, bridge replacements, and expanded internet access. His administration, though not without flaws, has prioritized the well-being of the American people, bringing a sense of civility and optimism back to the White House, highlighting the profound impact of leadership on democracy.

While sometimes criticized for being cautious, Biden’s approach to governance is rooted in diplomacy and careful planning. He brought America back to a position of respect globally, fostering relationships with allies and upholding democratic values. As Vice President, Kamala Harris has quietly supported these efforts, often working behind the scenes but prepared to step into leadership if needed.

While no administration is perfect, it’s essential to recognize the progress made under Biden, especially compared to the chaos that marked Trump’s time in office. Biden inherited a nation with a 12% unemployment rate and shuttered businesses. Yet, within a year, he and Harris turned things around, rebuilding a country on the brink of collapse.

As we move forward, it’s critical to remember where we came from and who has been steering

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Join Us In This Fight For Equality * Arizona *Utah *Montana *Texas And More…

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Your participation in the 2024 election is set to be a pivotal moment in American politics. With control of the presidency and Senate hanging in the balance, a handful of key Senate races across the nation will determine which party holds the majority, shaping the country’s legislative future for years to come. Your vote and support are critical at this crucial time.

Currently, Democrats hold a slim 51-49 majority in the Senate, which includes three Independents who caucus with us. With 34 Senate seats up for grabs in November, Republicans are determined to flip the chamber. One notable challenge is in West Virginia, where Senator Joe Manchin’s retirement is likely to result in a Republican win. The stakes are high, and the outcome will have lasting consequences on the direction of national policy.

  • National political climate: The overall political environment, particularly the presidential race between Donald Trump and Kamala Harris, will heavily influence down-ballot Senate races.
  • State demographics and voting patterns: States like Montana, where Trump won decisively in 2020, present tough challenges for Democratic incumbents.
  • Candidate quality and campaigns: The strength of individual candidates, their campaigns, and their ability to connect with voters will be pivotal, with fundraising, messaging, and strategy all influencing the results.
  • Key issues: Voters are likely to prioritize topics like inflation, immigration, abortion, and healthcare, with candidates attempting to address these concerns.

At least seven Democratic-held seats are highly competitive this fall, particularly in battleground states. Montana, for example, is a race to watch closely. Senator Jon Tester (D-MT) is trailing Republican challenger Tim Sheehy. In a state that Donald Trump won by a significant margin in 2020, Tester faces an uphill battle. The polling shows similar challenges for Democratic candidates in other key races, such as Texas and Florida.

In Texas, Trump is ahead of Harris by seven points, while Republican Senator Ted Cruz leads his challenger Colin Allred by just four points. In Florida, Trump holds a 13-point lead over Harris, and Senator Rick Scott leads Democratic challenger Debbie Mucarsel-Powell by nine points.

An independent candidate, Dan Osborn, is running against Republican incumbent Deb Fischer in Nebraska. Should Osborn win and decline to caucus with either party, it could further complicate the Senate’s balance of power. However, past independent bids in similar states have failed to unseat Republican incumbents.

The Arizona Senate race is particularly significant, as it could tip the balance of power in the Senate. Incumbent Independent Senator Kyrsten Sinema’s retirement has opened the door for a competitive contest between Democrat Ruben Gallego and Republican Kari Lake.

Ruben Gallego, a five-term Democratic congressman and Iraq War veteran, emphasizes his pragmatic leadership and strong support for LGBTQ rights. His record includes co-sponsoring the Equality Act and advocating for transgender rights, veterans, and LGBTQ individuals. Polls show Gallego leading Lake by an average of 50% to 42%, with strong support among likely voters.

Kari Lake, a former newscaster and staunch ally of Donald Trump, has built her campaign around issues like inflation and immigration. However, her embrace of election denialism and divisive rhetoric has limited her appeal among moderate Republicans and independents. Despite her efforts, Lake trails in most polls, and Arizona’s shifting demographics favor Gallego’s chances.

The Arizona race has taken on additional significance for LGBTQ rights. Gallego’s commitment to equality and his consistent voting record, including support for the Respect for Marriage Act, stands in stark contrast to Lake’s history of inflammatory remarks and policies hostile to the LGBTQ community. Lake has made derogatory comments about LGBTQ issues and aligned herself with far-right figures, which has raised concerns among civil rights advocates.

This election will shape the future of American politics, and Arizona could play a key role in determining the balance of power in the Senate. We need you to join us in this fight for equality. Help us get out the vote this Saturday as we canvass neighborhoods with Equality Arizona and Equality Utah. Every Arizona vote matters, and together, we can make a difference!

The Upcoming Election: A Matter of Urgency

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As the next election looms, it’s vital to pause and consider the potential fallout of inaction. This isn’t about personal feelings towards candidates; it’s about the future course of the United States. A conservative takeover, especially by the far-right factions of the Republican party, presents a grave threat to the core freedoms and values we’ve steadfastly defended for decades. The consequences of inaction could be dire.

If we allow figures like Trump and those who share his extreme ideologies to ascend to power in local, state, and federal offices, we risk a regression of fundamental rights. Women’s rights to make decisions about their bodies, LGBTQ+ rights, voting rights, environmental protections, and access to fair education are all in jeopardy. These rights were hard-fought and could be easily dismissed if we do not act now.

Think about the simple freedoms we take for granted:

  • the freedom to access accurate information
  • the freedom to speak up when something is wrong without fear of government retaliation
  • the freedom to gather with others and protest 

In an era where misinformation, conspiracy theories, and autocratic tendencies dominate the discourse, these fundamental liberties hang in the balance.

If you’re reading this, you already grasp the importance of participation. But now, we must move beyond just casting our own votes. We must empower everyone we know—family, friends, colleagues—to vote and, more importantly, vote for candidates who will uphold democracy. Your vote is not just a choice but a powerful tool for shaping the future. 

The threat is not about a single issue but about ensuring that the United States remains a nation that upholds all rights, including freedoms, equality, and justice for all.

We have seen glimpses of what a conservative grip on power looks like in recent years—attempts to undermine the electoral process, rollbacks of protections for minority communities, and the emboldening of hate groups. Imagine what that would look like unchecked.

Voting Blue in the next election is not just a partisan decision—it is a vote to preserve the essence of what makes America a place where freedom still means something. 

Let us not take that for granted. Let us make sure our voices get heard and our values protected.

What Happens When the Country is Closed for Average Americans?

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A Shift in the Landscape of Freedom

Amid political upheaval, the everyday American—who works a regular job, pays taxes, and seeks a life of routine and stability—may question their future in an increasingly polarized society. As extreme political movements push for agendas that center around ideas of “Project 25” or the return of Trump, advocating for a strict interpretation of Christianity, suppression of women’s rights, and an aggressive nationalistic framework, the real impact may be felt most by the “regular Joe”—the one who wants to live a quiet, predictable life.

For the average person, life may close in on them in such a scenario. The country may become unrecognizable, not in a dystopian fantasy, but in subtle, pervasive ways. It might start with the suppression of individual freedoms—targeting what people can say, wear, or how they worship. Religious dogma could permeate public life, not as a choice but as a mandate, affecting schools, workplaces, and government institutions. The Bible in every building might become symbolic and a requirement, with legal frameworks promoting a particular religious view while leaving others on the margins.

Erosion of Women’s Rights

Regular Americans might witness fundamental changes in the status of women while going about their daily lives. With growing pressure from ultra-conservative elements, efforts to curtail women’s autonomy could accelerate. The reversal of women’s rights, particularly reproductive rights, is already in motion. In this new political order, women might have even fewer choices about their bodies, careers, and participation in public life. For many, this will mark a turning point when personal freedom can no longer be taken for granted.

The Fear of the Unknown

Fear might become customary for those not part of this hard-right movement. The “regular Joe” will likely feel caught between competing narratives. On one side, there is the quiet desperation of wanting to hold on to their everyday life, and on the other, the nagging sense that the world is changing in ways that might soon render them powerless. Whether one is bisexual, straight, or simply someone with no interest in pushing their identity into the political arena, they might start feeling stalked by the system—monitored, judged, and left wondering if their way of life is still valid.

A New “American Dream?”

In this environment, the American Dream could become narrow. No longer about opportunity for all, it may become a dream only accessible to those who fit the suitable mold—racially, religiously, and socially. If one does not align with the ideals of whiteness or conservative sexuality, they could find themselves increasingly ostracized, with opportunities drying up. The path to success might depend less on hard work and more on conformity to ideals driven by far-right ideologues.

The reality could become darker for the person who comes home daily, pats their dog on the head, and watches the news. The content of that evening television might change, with media outlets pushing extreme viewpoints or censorship becoming the norm. Growing anxieties about what tomorrow holds could interrupt quiet moments of relaxation.

Where Do They Go?

If the country starts closing itself to all but those who align with this rigid agenda, the regular Joe may ask, “Where do I go?” It is hard to imagine a physical place for escape in a country that feels increasingly closed off to dissent. For many, the answer might not be in leaving the country but in finding a way to resist quietly—by forming communities with others who feel left behind, advocating for empathy and open-mindedness, and holding on to the idea that the heart of America lies not in exclusion but inclusion.

The danger is not just in the policies themselves but in the erosion of what makes America a place where people of all walks of life can live freely, with differences embraced rather than punished. When that idea is under attack, the question of “Where will you go?” takes on a much deeper meaning because the honest answer is about preserving a sense of home, not just for oneself but for everyone.

In this potential future, where does the regular Joe go? Perhaps they remain right where they are, standing in quiet defiance, continuing to pay their taxes, pat their dog, and live with the hope that balance will one day return to a nation at risk of losing itself.

Meeting Mendez

A Story By: Benjamin Groff© Groff Media 2024© Truth Endures

Ralph and Kevin had been friends for over twenty years, sharing a modest two-bedroom apartment in a cozy part of the city. Both were in their fifties and lived parallel lives, working different jobs—Ralph as a graphic designer and Kevin as a financial advisor—but always finding time for each other. They joked about finding “the one” someday, but their hope had always been tinged with sarcasm. At their age, they felt the ideal guy might never show up.

But then something shifted.

It started on an ordinary Monday morning. They sat at the kitchen table, sipping their coffees, when Kevin casually mentioned he had met someone the night before. “His name is Mendez,” he said, a sly smile across his face. “And Ralph, he’s… everything.”

Ralph’s stomach did a somersault. He had indeed met someone, too. Just last night, after his art gallery event, he found himself in a dimly lit bar, the kind that seemed to exist in a world of its own. And there, perched at the corner of the bar, was Mendez—a man who could only be described as strikingly handsome, with dark eyes that seemed to hold a universe of secrets, a soft-spoken charm that was as disarming as it was alluring, and a smile that could light up the darkest of rooms.

“Funny you say that,” Ralph replied. “I met someone, too. His name’s also Mendez. We hit it off.”

Kevin chuckled, taking a long sip from his coffee. “What are the odds?”

Their conversations in the following days were filled with similar stories of their encounters with Mendez. Kevin would describe how they had shared a romantic evening stroll by the river, and Ralph would excitedly mention how they had gone dancing the same night. Their descriptions of this enigmatic Mendez were eerily similar—his chiseled jawline, his gentle laugh, the way he seemed to know exactly what to say to make them feel like the only person in the room. Yet neither of them suspected anything was off. After all, Mendez was a common enough last name, right?

But as the weeks passed, their mutual friends noticed something strange. At morning coffee with their usual crowd, Ralph and Kevin would each gush about their dates from the night before. They discussed romantic dinners, late-night jazz clubs, and private rooftop moments. Their stories mirrored one another so closely that their friends couldn’t help but wonder—were they seeing the same man?

“Wait a minute,” said Lisa, a close friend, during one of their coffee meetups. “You both met this guy named Mendez? And you’re telling me he took you both to the same jazz club on different nights?”

The group laughed, but the tension between Ralph and Kevin grew. Were they falling for the same guy? They started to second-guess every detail—his favorite wine, his weekend plans, the way he called them “his secret muse.”

Still, neither wanted to believe it. Kevin would ask, “Did your Mendez talk about his job?”

Ralph would reply, “Yeah, he mentioned something about being in real estate.”

“Same here. But, come on, we’re seeing different guys. That’s impossible.”

Finally, the tension reached a breaking point. One Saturday night, the two friends finally agreed to go out together to introduce themselves to their respective Mendez. They picked a lively nightclub known for its cool vibe and easy conversation. Ralph’s heart raced as he considered the possibility of confronting the truth.

When they arrived, they scanned the crowd, both eager and nervous. And then, there he was—Mendez, standing by the bar, smiling warmly at them.

Only to their utter surprise, there were two of them.

Ralph and Kevin exchanged bewildered glances as the two men, identical except for subtle differences, made their way over. The Mendez brothers—Marco and Luis—stood side by side, charming as ever.

Kevin burst into laughter. “You’ve got to be kidding me!” he exclaimed, his amusement contagious.

Ralph shook his head, grinning in disbelief. “Twins? Really?”

The four sat down, exchanging stories and laughing about the coincidence. As it turned out, Marco had met Kevin at one bar, and Luis had met Ralph at another. They had no idea their new romantic interests were roommates.

It wasn’t the love triangle they had feared—it was something far better, a delightful twist that brought them closer.

And just like that, Ralph and Kevin realized that sometimes, the universe works in mysterious—and surprisingly humorous—ways, leaving them and their friends in fits of laughter.

The Concept of a ‘Chosen People’ and Modern Political Dominance

By: Benjamin Groff© Groff Media 2024© Truth Endures

When Did God Decide to Have ‘A Chosen People’?

The concept of a “chosen people” has sparked debates throughout history, especially when tied to moral, societal, and political questions. In modern times, the idea of being “chosen” is often reimagined or repurposed to justify decisions that affect minority groups.

Recently, the U.S. House Committee on Education and the Workforce advanced a controversial bill, H.R. 736, that aims to force schools to out transgender students to their guardians. The bill, titled the “PROTECT Kids Act,” requires schools receiving federal funding to notify guardians if a student wishes to change their gender markers, pronouns, or preferred names. The legislation also seeks to dictate which school facilities these students can use, including bathrooms and locker rooms.

This legislative action raises an important question: who gets to decide the fate of vulnerable groups, and under whose authority do they claim this right? Much like the ancient notion of being “chosen” by God, this modern political move asserts dominance over others, deciding for them what is best based on a rigid set of beliefs.

The bill passed the House in 2023 as part of the “Parents Bill of Rights Act” (H.R. 5) but faced bipartisan solid opposition. Every Democrat and five Republicans voted against it, while most supported it. Despite the potential for this bill to move through the House, it is unlikely to pass the Senate or gain approval from President Joe Biden.

Opponents of the legislation, including the Congressional Equality Caucus, condemned it as an attack on transgender students’ safety. Chair Mark Pocan highlighted how, in the wake of a tragic school shooting, Republicans chose to focus on targeting vulnerable students instead of addressing genuine safety concerns.

The question of who is “chosen” can be expanded beyond ancient religious contexts to current identity, rights, and protection issues. The targeting of trans students under the guise of protecting children raises more profound philosophical questions about power, authority, and the consequences of imposing one’s beliefs on others.

The biblical idea of a “chosen people” once symbolized favor and responsibility, but that label often becomes a tool to exclude and control in modern times. This recent bill serves as a reminder that decisions made in the name of protection or moral righteousness can have far-reaching, often damaging, effects on those they claim to protect.

In the end, it is crucial to ask when the power to choose the fate of others—whether through divine claim or political force—became justified. And who truly benefits from these decisions?

Elmer’s Forgotten Ending

A Story By: Benjamin Groff© Groff Media 2024© Truth Endures

At 85, Elmer had circled the globe twice, a testament to his adventurous spirit. He was known as a reliable friend to his neighbors, colleagues, and family, earning their trust and respect. His life was a rich tapestry of experiences woven from the people he met and the challenges he overcame.

No one knew that since 80, Elmer had been slowly forgetting things. Elmer lived alone, having never had children. The love of his life, Bill, had been his husband. Together, they built a home and a life they had fought for since the 1960s. But Bill had died in the 1990s of AIDS, leaving Elmer to quietly close himself off from the world, no longer inviting people into his home.

In the last five years, Elmer had taken to raising quarter horses, finding solace in their company. But as time passed, he needed help to keep up with them. Elmer would leave gates open and have to chase the horses down or forget to feed them on time. Once, after a late ride, he left a horse saddled overnight. The guilt he felt was overwhelming, and he knew something was wrong. 

A visit to the doctor revealed a possible explanation: lack of sleep and depression, likely linked to his grief over Bill’s passing.

Determined to regain control, Elmer began taking medication to lift his spirits and help him sleep. He convinced himself he could manage. On Wednesday, Elmer had an appointment with a buyer interested in purchasing two of his horses. He thought selling them might relieve some of the pressure, leaving him with only one horse to tend to.

But Elmer had other concerns. He now shared his home with a group of stray cats that seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, along with his faithful companion, Roger, a golden-eyed Saint Bernard. Roger was more than just a pet; he was Elmer’s protector, especially when the owner began drinking whiskey.

Elmer tried to manage his responsibilities—his horses, cats, dog, and the home he had shared with Bill—but his mind kept slipping. He believed that Bill might still come home, even calling Bill’s sister, Matilda, to ask if she’d seen him. Matilda gently reminded him that Bill had passed away years ago.

Realizing he had let his secret slip, Elmer quickly covered by asking if she had seen a particular picture of Bill. 

Matilda, sensing something was wrong, insisted on visiting.

“Elmer, damn it, I need to see you. I haven’t been over in two years, and it’s time we have dinner!” 

Matilda demanded.

Caught off guard, Elmer couldn’t refuse.

“In the morning would be fine,”

He replied, resigned to the visit.

After hanging up, Elmer sorted through his mail and found a late notice from the electric company. He had forgotten to pay his bill, and the power got scheduled to be disconnected the next day. Frustrated, Elmer called the company, only to learn he had missed several payments. He assured them he would take care of it first thing in the morning.

Elmer hung up the phone, the weight of the day pressing down on him. His forgetfulness had become more frequent and more troubling. Once, he ended up in a faraway town, wondering how he got there. He had forgotten the names of his horses, even his dog Roger, and once needed help figuring out what his car keys were for.

That evening, Elmer and Roger settled into the family room to watch a news program, a series on Alzheimer’s. The more Elmer watched, the more convinced he became that he was suffering from the disease. The thought terrified him. He looked at Roger and grumbled, 

“I’ll be damned if I’m going out like that! I’m going out on top, not lingering around aloof and half-quacking!”

Determined to end his life on his terms, Elmer went to the liquor cabinet, packed five large bottles of whiskey into a box, grabbed some water, and called for Roger to get into the truck. He was visiting their favorite spot to watch the sunset—his and Bill’s particular spot. There, he planned to drink himself into oblivion and end his life.

As they arrived at the overlook, Elmer realized with a bitter laugh that he had forgotten the gun he intended to use. 

“Shit! I forgot the gun to shoot myself with!”

He muttered. Searching for an alternative, he looked for a rope to hang himself, but that too was missing. 

“Well, shit, Roger! I don’t have a rope.”

Roger, ever loyal, had been trained by a local bartender to remove the keys from Elmer’s truck whenever the pet’s master started drinking heavily. As Elmer continued drinking, Roger did just that, hiding the keys.

Now thoroughly drunk, Elmer looked at Roger and slurred, 

“What the hell did we come out here for?” 

He was confused, unable to remember his grim plan. By 

2:00 AM, the sky was pitch dark, and both man and dog were asleep in the truck.

Back at Elmer’s home, the morning brought concern. 

Matilda arrived, along with the horse buyer and the electric company. But Elmer was nowhere to be found. Sensing something was wrong, Matilda called out to the others, 

“Elmer would never allow a cat inside his house; something is wrong here!”

The electric company worker radioed his office to report a possible missing person, while Matilda assured them she would cover the bill to keep the power on. Their primary concern was finding Elmer.

The horse buyer suggested, 

“I figure Elmer’s out at the overlook like he is every year at this time. He and Bill went there every year on the 15th of this month for their anniversary.”

Meanwhile, Elmer was waking up at the overlook, groggy and disoriented. Roger, ever the guardian, brought him the truck keys. 

Elmer looked at the dog, 

“Roger, ‘ole boy, why in the hell are we out here? And who brought all these damn whiskey bottles?”

With no recollection of his plan, Elmer drove home, where a flurry of activity awaited him. 

As he approached the gathering, he overheard someone say, 

“A homeowner has gone missing, and everyone’s looking for him.”

Elmer, confused, asked, “Why are they doing it here?”

“They think this is where it happened,” came the reply.

“They think he went missing here? 

I was here until 10 PM last night and didn’t see anything,” Elmer responded.

The man shouted to the Sheriff, “This man says he was here until 10 PM last night and didn’t see anything!”

The Sheriff called back, “What’s his name?”

Elmer, finally realizing the situation, shouted,

“ELMER!”

You’re on my damn land, damn it!”

Matilda reached Elmer, talked to him, and promised he would never be alone. She would ensure he did not get treated like others he had witnessed on television. 

Matilda said, 

“Elmer, you are 85. Other parts of you are more likely to take you out before the mind takes you!”

Elmer, looking around, remarked, 

Matilda, you have a way of comforting the soul. Are you the one who brought all these damn cats out here and turned them loose in my house?

Matilda asked Elmer where he had been and what he had been doing.

Elmer said,

Truthfully, I don’t know. Roger and I just woke up at the overlook, and it was yesterday, today, and the 15th all coming together. I didn’t realize it. 

Matilda confronted Elmer, saying, “Well, Roger had more to say about. In fact, a lot more. You see, he gave me this note you gave him. It is a goodbye note you put on his collar last night.” 

Elmer’s face brightens as if a light bulb had gone on, responds,

Now I remember what I went out there for, but I just remembered that I need to bring—ugh, ice.

Matilda snaps back

Nice try, old man. I know what you are thinking, and it can’t happen. You still have a reason. And you can’t die until you no longer have a reason, like it or not. Your reason is not up yet! So get used to it. You still have a Reason

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The Hidden Trails ~ The Silent Path To Danny’s Peace Of Mind

A Story By: Benjamin Groff© Groff Media 2024© Truth Endures

Every day after school, the weight of the small, tightly-knit town in the heart of the Oklahoma hills seemed to press harder on Danny’s shoulders. The rumors, the whispers behind his back, and the constant need to mask who he was took a toll on him. 

At sixteen, he was already an expert at blending in, concealing his true self beneath layers of false smiles and careful words. But the act drained him. In stark contrast, the woods were the only place where he could breathe and feel free, a sanctuary that beckoned him from behind his family’s modest home.

The woods were the only place where he could breathe and feel free. Nestled behind his family’s farmstyle home, the sprawling expanse of forest beckoned him like a sanctuary. It was his escape, a world where no one judged him or cared who he loved and where he could be.

Every day, as soon as the final school bell rang, Danny would hurry home, change out of his school clothes, and grab his two loyal companions—Scout, an energetic Border Collie, and Rusty, a golden retriever with a heart as big as the sky. The moment he stepped into the woods, the weight on his chest began to lift, with the dogs by his side, their presence adding to the sense of freedom.

He knew every trail like the back of his hand, each winding path, every hidden meadow, and the secret spots that felt like they belonged to him alone. He would venture deep into the canyons, where the towering cliffs seemed to embrace him, sheltering him from the outside world. The sound of the wind whispering through the trees and the rustling leaves underfoot became his symphony.

The lake, with its glassy surface reflecting the changing colors of the sky, was his favorite spot. Here, he could sit for hours, watching Scout and Rusty chase each other along the shore, their barks echoing off the canyon walls. The beauty and tranquility of the place calmed his restless heart. It was here, in the stillness, that he could let his thoughts wander freely.

He often imagined what it would be like to live without fear, to love whomever he chose openly. But such thoughts were dangerous in a town like his. The smallness of the place meant that everyone knew everyone, and secrets were as rare as rain in the summer. So, he kept his dreams tucked away, only allowing them to surface in these moments of solitude.

As the sun set in the western sky, casting long shadows across the landscape, Danny would reluctantly begin the journey home. Sensing his mood, the dogs would walk quietly beside him, their once energetic bounces replaced by a calm understanding. The return to reality was always bittersweet, but their silent support made it bearable.

But each day, the promise of the woods and the solace they offered kept him going. The hidden trails became his refuge, where he could escape the daily blues of school and the oppressive weight of his secret identity. In the forest, Danny was free, even if only for a few precious hours.

And so, the days passed, with each walk bringing him closer to understanding himself and finding the courage he needed. The woods were patient, waiting for the day Danny would no longer need to hide when he could step out from the shadows and into the light of his truth.

Until then, the hidden trails remained his sanctuary, where he could find peace and strength, one step at a time.

The Constant Battle For Change And Remaining The Same: The Revolving Door To Maintain Equality

A Story By: Benjamin Groff© Groff Media 2024© Truth Endures

Reasoning: This story underscores the resilience of individuals and communities in the face of societal and political challenges. By reflecting on the journey of an older gay couple who have navigated the tumultuous landscape of LGBTQ+ rights over decades, the narrative aims to emphasize both progress and ongoing struggles. The juxtaposition of their personal history with a contemporary political event draws attention to society’s persistent absurdities and injustices, ultimately advocating for continued vigilance and activism.

The older man gazed into the mirror, his eyes reflecting the many memories that spanned decades. They reminded him of his first visit to the Valley of the Sun. Back then, he was a young man, brimming with energy and a deep yearning to be outdoors. He spent every afternoon splashing in the swimming pool with his husband.

Like many others, they had moved to Arizona shortly after 9/11, whose lives had been upended by the crisis and the subsequent changes in their employers’ operations. The man and his husband had been together for nearly forty-three years, marked by immense change. They witnessed their rights get granted, taken away, increased, and reduced. They experienced the joy of gaining the Right to marry, only to face the threat of that Right being stripped away again by those who sought to erase it from the Constitution.

Today, the couple sat together, watching television. On the screen, a man was pouting about the low attendance at his campaign rally, blaming weather forecasters for giving poor weather reports. He suggested that the forecasts were intentionally misleading to hurt attendance at his event. Ironically, his opponent held a rally in the same city, and the venue overflowed with supporters.

The man’s complaint didn’t hold water but was a familiar narrative. The couple faced countless absurd accusations and unfounded criticisms throughout their lives. Yet, these baseless claims often gained traction, much like the current political spectacle on TV. Despite the challenges, the couple remained steadfast, their love and commitment enduring through each wave of societal change.

Their story was one of resilience. It was a testament to the progress and a reminder of the ongoing struggles. They stood together in the face of adversity, embodying the strength and determination to navigate an unjust and unpredictable world. Their journey was far from over, and they knew the fight for equality and acceptance was ongoing. But they found solace in each other, drawing strength from their shared history and the promise of a better future.

The spectacle they saw from the orange blob smearing the screen was nothing to fear. They had been dealing with such bleak freaks ever since Anita Bryant’s stint selling orange juice in Florida. The two had overcome the attempts to destroy their beings then, and they knew, along with allies, it could be done again. It was just sad that there were still people in 2024 so set on destroying others because they were so small-minded.

Together, they will make it –– regardless of how life challenges the two!

The Night Everything Changed ~ Neighbors became inseparable Putting Aside Their Sexuality.

A Story By: Benjamin Groff© Groff Media 2024© Truth Endures

In the quiet town of Maplewood, where everyone knew each other’s business, Frank Henderson was known for his stern opinions and narrow views. A man set in his ways often muttered under his breath about the changing world, particularly about his new neighbor, Adam. Adam was young, openly gay, and unashamedly himself, much to Frank’s chagrin.

Frank had lived in Maplewood his whole life, where traditions ran deep. Frank’s meeting new people within the community gets resisted. He prided himself on his neat lawn, spotless car, and strict adherence to the values he had grown up with. He watched behind his curtains as Adam moved in, noting the rainbow flag that fluttered proudly from the porch. Frank scoffed, shaking his head. “Not in my neighborhood,” he muttered to himself.

Days turned into weeks, and Frank’s irritation only grew. He avoided Adam, never engaging in more than a curt nod if their paths crossed. He dismissed his wife, Martha, whenever she suggested they invite Adam over for dinner, insisting they didn’t need to associate with “those kinds of people.”

But everything changed one fateful night.

It was a typical summer evening when the sound of shattering glass pierced the stillness. Frank bolted upright from his recliner, his heart racing. He rushed to the window and saw flames licking the side of his garage. His car! Panic surged as he stumbled outside, yelling for Martha to call 911.

A voice called out from the darkness as he struggled with the garden hose, trying in vain to douse the growing flames. “Frank! Frank, let me help!” It was Adam, running toward him with a fire extinguisher in hand.

For a moment, Frank hesitated, pride and prejudice warring within him. But as the fire roared louder, he swallowed his pride. “Alright, over here!” he shouted, pointing to the source of the fire.

Together, they fought the flames, Adam’s quick thinking and calm demeanor providing the guidance Frank desperately needed. Within minutes, the fire was under control, and the garage and car were saved from destruction. As the fire trucks pulled up, Frank found himself leaning against the charred wall, breathing heavily.

“Thank you,” he said, turning to Adam. The words felt foreign on his tongue, but he meant them. “I… I don’t know what I would have done without you.”

“Thank you,” he said, turning to Adam. The words felt foreign on his tongue, but he meant them. “I… I don’t know what I would have done without you.”

Adam smiled, brushing ash from his hands.

“No problem, Frank. I’m just glad I can help.”

In the days that followed, Frank found himself reevaluating his views. He watched as Adam continued to go about his life, kind and friendly to everyone he met. Frank began to notice the little things—how Adam helped Mrs. Johnson with her groceries or how he always waved to the children playing in the street.

As the sun dipped below the horizon one evening, Frank made his way next door. He knocked hesitantly, feeling out of place. Adam opened the door, surprise flickering across his face.

“Frank, hi! What can I do for you?”

Frank shifted uncomfortably.

“I wanted to say thanks again for the other night. And ––– I was wondering if you’d like to come over for dinner. Martha makes a mean pot roast.”

Adam’s smile widened.

“I’d love to. Thank you, Frank.”

Over pot roast and mashed potatoes, a tentative friendship began forming that night. They talked about everything—life, love, and the struggles each had faced. Frank truly listened, and for the first time, he saw Adam as more than just his gay neighbor. He saw him as a person, someone who had shown him kindness when he needed it most.

As the months passed, Frank’s views continued to soften. He began to understand that love and kindness knew no boundaries and that people were more than the labels society placed on them. He found himself defending Adam when others in the town gossiped, challenging the bigotry he once held so dear.

In the end, it was a simple act of bravery and compassion that changed Frank’s heart. He learned that neighbors were more than just the people who lived next door; they were the ones who stood by you in times of need and who showed you the power of acceptance and love. And in that quiet town of Maplewood, Frank Henderson became a testament to the idea that it’s never too late to change, grow, and embrace the world with an open heart.

Riding For Their Lives, Two Cowboys Find One Another On The Way Home

A Story By Benjamin Groff© Groff Media2024©. Truth Endures

In the rugged expanse of the 1870s, the badlands of old Mexico were no place for the faint of heart. The sun beat down relentlessly on the arid landscape, casting long shadows as two figures galloped toward the distant border of the United States. Dust rose in their wake, marking their desperate flight from a fate they did not deserve.


Thomas “Tommy” Bellamy and Javier “Javi” Morales were not hardened outlaws, but the cards got dealt against them. In a dimly lit cantina, they had accused two desperados of cheating at poker—a claim that sparked a barfight and ended in gunfire. The local sheriff, a man of questionable integrity, saw an opportunity to pin the shootout on Tommy and Javi, branding them as evil men. With the threat of hard labor or the horrors of Mexican prisons looming, their only hope lay in reaching the safety of the U.S. border.


The journey was fraught with challenges. The badlands were an unforgiving terrain with little water and less mercy. Their horses, Midnight and Sol, were their only companions in the vast, empty wilderness. Days blended into nights as they pushed on, driven by the fear of capture and the promise of freedom.


As the miles stretched on, so did Tommy and Javi’s bond. In the quiet moments between the relentless pursuit, they found solace in each other’s company. Around the campfire, under a canopy of stars, they shared stories of their pasts—Tommy, the son of a Tennessee farmer, and Javi, the orphaned child of a Mexican peasant. Their differences faded in the face of their shared struggle, and a deep, unspoken connection began to blossom.


One night, as the embers of their fire glowed softly, Tommy glanced over at Javi. The flickering light cast shadows across Javi’s face, highlighting the weariness and determination etched into his features. Tommy felt a pang of emotion he could not quite place—a mix of admiration, respect, and more.


“Javi,” Tommy began hesitantly, “I don’t know what I’d do without you out here.”
Javi looked up, his dark eyes reflecting the flames. “We’re in this together, Tommy. Always have been, always will be.”


Their eyes locked, and the world around them seemed to fade away at that moment. Tommy reached out, his hand trembling slightly, and Javi met his touch with a quiet intensity. It was a tentative gesture, a bridge between fear and hope, and it spoke volumes more than words ever could.


As the days turned into weeks, their bond grew more pungent, transcending the physical hardships they faced. They encountered hostile landscapes, battled exhaustion, and evaded pursuers while drawing strength from each other. In a land where trust was scarce and betrayal familiar, they had found something rare and precious—unwavering loyalty and love.
One evening, as they neared the border, they found a small, abandoned shack. Exhausted and hungry, they decided to take shelter for the night. Inside, the air was cool, and the silence was broken only by the distant howls of coyotes. They sat close, their shoulders touching, as they shared a meager meal.


“Tommy,” Javi said softly, “do you ever think about what we’ll do once we cross the border?”
Tommy nodded, his gaze fixed on the horizon. “Yeah, I do. We’ll find a place to start fresh. Somewhere we can be free.”


Javi smiled, a rare sight that lit up his face. “As long as we’re together, we’ll make it.”
The border was within reach, but the journey was far from over. The two men knew the dangers that awaited them on the other side, but they faced them with a newfound determination. They were not just running from a past they did not deserve but running toward a future they could build together.


As dawn broke, they saddled their horses and got ready for the final leg of their ride. Tommy glanced at Javi, his heart swelling with pride and affection. They were outlaws by circumstance, but they had found something true and pure in each other.


With a shared nod, they spurred their horses forward, leaving behind the badlands of old Mexico and riding toward the promise of a new life. Their path was uncertain, but their bond was unbreakable, forged in the fires of adversity and tempered by the strength of their love.

TAKING A STAND. PROVIDING A VOICE FOR THOSE WHO MIGHT OTHERWISE GO UNHEARD!

A Story By Benjamin H Groff© Groff Media Copyright 2024©

At Groff Media, we dedicate our efforts to making a statement and standing up for those less fortunate. Our mission is to provide a powerful voice for those who might otherwise go unheard, championing their stories and advocating for their rights. Through compassionate storytelling, fearless journalism, and an unwavering commitment to social justice, we strive to amplify marginalized voices, foster empathy, and drive meaningful change. We are optimistic about our goal to create a more inclusive and equitable society, and we appreciate your support in valuing and hearing everyone’s story.

Recent legislative actions in Congress have raised significant concerns among proponents of LGBTQ equality. Extreme opponents of LGBTQ rights are using federal government funding bills to introduce harmful provisions, commonly referred to as “poison pills,” which specifically target the civil liberties of LGBTQ individuals, with a particular focus on the transgender community. These measures threaten to undermine the rights and dignity of LGBTQ people and restrict access to essential, life-saving care for trans individuals.

Current Legislative Landscape: In recent months, several bills that fund various federal government operations have included provisions that:

  • Ban access to gender-affirming healthcare for transgender individuals, which is recognized by major medical associations as life-saving and essential.
  • Introduce measures that broadly attack the rights and dignity of LGBTQ individuals, potentially reversing decades of progress in the fight for equality and civil rights.

Impact on Transgender People: The inclusion of these poison pills in government funding bills is particularly alarming for the transgender community. Gender-affirming care, which includes hormone therapy, mental health services, and surgical interventions, is critical for the well-being and survival of many transgender individuals. Banning access to this care not only jeopardizes the health of trans people but also exacerbates mental health issues, leading to higher rates of depression, anxiety, and suicidal ideation.

Broader Implications for LGBTQ Rights: Beyond the transgender community, these legislative measures threaten the broader LGBTQ population by:

  • Reinforcing stigma and discrimination, which can lead to increased rates of hate crimes and societal exclusion.
  • Undermining legal protections that have been established to ensure equal treatment and prevent discrimination based on sexual orientation and gender identity.
  • Sending a message that the rights and dignity of LGBTQ individuals are negotiable and can be sacrificed for political gain.

Call to Action: It is imperative that we, as concerned citizens, take a stand against these harmful legislative tactics. We must let our leaders in Congress know that we do not support efforts to undermine the civil liberties of LGBTQ individuals. Specifically, we urge members of Congress to:

  • Oppose any government funding bill that includes provisions attacking the rights and dignity of LGBTQ people.
  • Reject any measures that ban access to life-saving gender-affirming care for transgender individuals.
  • Stand firm in the commitment to equality and justice for all, ensuring that the rights of LGBTQ individuals are protected and upheld.

Conclusion: The fight for LGBTQ equality is far from over, and current legislative actions pose a serious threat to the progress that has been made. It is crucial for advocates, allies, and concerned citizens to remain vigilant and vocal in opposing these regressive measures. By urging our representatives to reject any government funding bills containing poison pills, we can help safeguard the rights and dignity of LGBTQ individuals and continue the march toward a more just and inclusive society.

Coming Out After Basic Training: John’s Journey to Authenticity

A Story By Benjamin H Groff© Groff Media Copyright 2024©

Returning home from basic training, John returned to a place he no longer knew. It was the same one he had left before going ‘to basic,’ but he was different. Between leaving and coming back, John had changed. Or had he accepted something about himself? He didn’t know.

From his perspective, his life was one in which he would have to live in double time: in his time for himself and when he was with his family in a perspective that fit their permissions. He had dated a girl before he left but had broken up with her before he returned. By letter. A ‘Dear Jane’ type of letter, letting her know she could date other guys and that he didn’t expect her to wait for him.

John wrote he would be in no condition as a datable companion if and when he returned. He included a few other words about how training had changed him, getting him ready for the fight, hoping it would get the message across and cause her to continue her life. He had been ranked and assigned to maintenance crews stateside for two years, which was the reality of his assignment.

When John arrived back in his hometown, he stepped off the bus, duffel bag slung over his shoulder, and the familiar streets of his hometown unfolded before him. It was a hot summer afternoon, and the cicadas droned loudly, filling the heavy air with their constant hum. It should have felt like home, but it didn’t. Everything seemed smaller, almost claustrophobic. The neat houses, the familiar storefronts, even the people who waved at him with a mix of pride and curiosity—none of it felt right.

He adjusted the strap on his shoulder and started walking, the soles of his boots crunching on the gravel. Memories of his time in basic training flooded his mind. The relentless drills, the camaraderie with his fellow soldiers, and the quiet introspection late at night had been a time of transformation, of pushing his limits and discovering parts of himself he had never confronted.

One of those parts was realizing he couldn’t keep living a lie. He’d broken up with Emily in a letter, the words blunt and final. He’d told her that basic training had changed him, but he hadn’t told her how. He hadn’t told her the real reason was that he couldn’t keep pretending to be someone he wasn’t. He’d signed the letter with a shaky hand, hoping she’d understand and move on.

Standing on his childhood street, John felt the weight of his double life pressing down on him. He had come to terms with his identity, but he knew that acceptance came with a price. His family had certain expectations and beliefs, and he didn’t fit into their neat, tidy picture.
The contrast between his inner truth and their external expectations was stark, and it weighed heavily on him.

As he approached his house, he saw his mother standing on the porch, her face lighting up as she saw him. She hurried down the steps, arms outstretched, and he found himself enveloped in her warm embrace.

“Oh, it’s so good to have you home!” – she exclaimed, looking back at him.

“You’ve grown, and you look so strong!”

He forced a smile, nodding.

“It’s good to be home, Mom.”

Inside, the house smelled freshly baked bread and flowers from the garden. His father was in his usual chair, reading the newspaper. When he saw his son, he stood and nodded in approval.

“Welcome back, son,”

The dad said gruffly.

“You did us proud.”

“Thanks, Dad,”

John replied, ignoring the tight knot in his stomach.

The next few days went by in a blur of family gatherings and catching up with old friends. Everyone wanted to hear about his experiences, basic training, and future in the maintenance crew. John told them what they wanted to hear, leaving out the parts that didn’t fit into their narrative.

One evening, he found himself alone in his room, which felt more like a museum of his past than a place of comfort. He sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the photos on the wall and the trophies on the shelf. It all felt so distant, so disconnected from who he had become.

He pulled out his phone and stared at Emily’s number. He had rehearsed what he wanted to say a hundred times, but now that the moment was here, he felt paralyzed.

Finally, he typed out a message:

“Hey Emily, I’m back in town. Would you like to meet up sometime? There’s something I need to talk to you about.”

He hit send before he could second-guess himself, and the response came quickly.

“Sure, I’d like that. When and where?”

They agreed to meet at the local coffee shop they used to go to in high school. As John walked there, he felt a mixture of dread and relief. He knew this conversation was necessary, but he also feared the consequences.

Emily was already there when he arrived, sitting at a corner table. She looked up and smiled when she saw him, but there was a hint of uncertainty in her eyes.

“Hi,” she said as he sat down. “It’s good to see you.”
“You too,” he replied, taking a deep breath. “Emily, I need to tell you something, and it’s not easy for me.”

She looked at him, her expression softening.


“Whatever it is, you can tell me.”


He looked down at his hands, then back up at her.

“I broke up with you because I couldn’t keep lying. And I couldn’t keep lying to you. I’m gay, Emily. That’s why I ended things. I didn’t want to hurt you, but I couldn’t keep pretending.”

There was a long silence, and he felt his heart pounding. Finally, Emily reached across the table and took his hand.

“Thank you for telling me,” she said quietly.
“I wish you had told me sooner, but I understand. I’m glad you’re being true to yourself.”

As they parted ways, John felt a sense of relief wash over him. The weight of his secret had been lifted, and he felt lighter, as if their visit had released a burden from his shoulders. He was grateful for Emily’s understanding and acceptance, and he felt a renewed sense of freedom and authenticity.

Returning home, John knew there were still challenges ahead—his family, community, and the double life he would have to navigate. But he also knew that he had taken the first step towards living authentically. For the first time in a long time, he felt a glimmer of hope.

The Last Journey

A Story By Benjamin H Groff© Groff Media Copyright 2024©

At 94, Mabel Johnson had seen her share of life’s trials and tribulations. From the Great Depression to the advent of the internet, she had weathered it all with resilience and grace. But now, in 2024, Mabel faced a new and unprecedented challenge. She knew what to do as she stood in her late husband’s workshop, surrounded by his carefully curated collection of firearms.


Her son, David, lived 1100 miles away with his husband, Alex. They had built a life together filled with love and laughter. But the political climate was changing, and the radical policies of the so-called 2025 Plan, championed by a rising wave of extremists, threatened everything they held dear. The hate-mongers on the Right had made their intentions clear: to eradicate the freedoms and rights of the LGBTQ+ community.


Mabel’s husband, George, had been an avid collector of firearms. His collection was extensive, ranging from vintage rifles to state-of-the-art automatic weapons. Though Mabel had never been a fan of guns, she understood their power and the protection they could offer. Looking over the arsenal, she felt George’s presence and strength guiding her.


Determined to protect her son and his husband, Mabel loaded the weapons into the back of her old station wagon. It was a journey she had to make alone. Mabel left a note for her neighbors, letting them know she was visiting family and might be gone for a while. With a deep breath, she set off on the long drive.


The miles rolled by as Mabel drove through vast countryside, bustling cities, and quiet towns. Memories of David’s childhood filled her thoughts, from his first steps to his high school graduation. She remembered the day he came out to her and George, the fear in his eyes, and the relief when they embraced him with unconditional love. They had always supported him, and now, more than ever, he needed their strength. The road was long and lonely, but Mabel’s determination and love for her son kept her going.


As she crossed state lines, Mabel listened to the news on the radio. Reports of violent clashes and hate-filled rallies filled the airwaves. The world seemed unraveling, and she feared for David’s safety. But she pressed on, determined to reach him in time.


After three days of relentless driving, Mabel finally arrived at David and Alex’s home. The two men rushed out to greet her, their faces etched with worry and relief. David enveloped his mother tightly, tears streaming down his face. The relief was palpable, and Mabel knew she had made the right decision.


“Mama, what are you doing here?” he asked, his voice choked with emotion.
“I came to protect you,” Mabel replied, her voice steady despite her exhaustion. “I brought your father’s collection. You’ll need it.”


David and Alex helped her unload the weapons, their faces a mix of shock and gratitude. They knew the gravity of the situation and the lengths Mabel had gone to ensure their safety.
Mabel shared her plan as the three sat around the kitchen table that night. They would train, learn to defend themselves and stand united against the impending threats. It wasn’t just about the weapons but also about resilience, love, and the unbreakable family bond.


Mabel became a fixture in David and Alex’s home in the following weeks. She taught them everything George had taught her about firearms, and they spent countless hours preparing for whatever might come their way. Inspired by Mabel’s bravery, the community began to rally together, forming a network of support and defense. Neighbors who had never spoken before now stood side by side, united in their determination to protect their loved ones and their rights.


David and Alex knew they were not alone as the political climate grew more hostile. With Mabel, they faced the future with unwavering determination and hope. The journey had been long and arduous, but it was a testament to the power of love and the lengths a mother would go to protect her son.


They stood firm in the face of hate, ready to defend their rights and home. And Mabel, at 94, proved that courage and love knew no age limits.

They stood firm in the face of hate, ready to defend their rights and home. Mabel, at 94, proved that courage and love knew no age limits. The couple then gathered other LGBTQI+ couples and members of the community and built teams like possies in the tens of thousands in cities and counties around the country, saving the land and freedom from extremists.

The Enduring Love Story of Jon and Lester: Sudsville Pride Parade

In the quaint town of Sudsville, population 700, lived Jon and Lester, the town’s two oldest gay men. They had been partners for over fifty years, and their love story is a beautiful testament to the endurance of true love. Every year, they led the pride parade, a tradition that had grown into the town’s most anticipated and celebrated event.


Jon and Lester, who met in their twenties at a small cafe in a neighboring town, were not just partners, but also symbols of courage and resilience. Their connection was instant and deep, and they soon became inseparable. As the years passed, they faced many challenges, but their love grew more assertive. They moved to Sudsville in their thirties, seeking a quieter life where they could be themselves without fear of judgment. Initially, their presence was met with curiosity and a hint of apprehension from the townsfolk, but Jon and Lester’s kindness and willingness to help their neighbors soon won everyone over.


Sudsville’s first pride parade was a modest affair. Jon and Lester walked hand in hand down the main street, accompanied by a handful of supportive friends and neighbors. The event was a small but significant step for the town, beginning a new era of acceptance and inclusivity.


Over the years, the parade grew in size and significance, mirroring the town’s growing acceptance and inclusivity. People from all around, including area towns and even distant cities started to flock to Sudsville to participate in the celebration. The parade became a symbol of love, unity, and pride, drawing thousands of participants each year. Local businesses thrived during the event, with hotels, restaurants, and shops bustling with activity and generating hundreds of thousands of dollars in revenue.


Jon and Lester, who became local celebrities, were not just a couple but a living testament to the power of love. Their love story inspired countless people. They would ride in a beautifully decorated vintage car at the front of the parade, waving to the crowd and blowing kisses. Their smiles radiated joy and pride, and their presence reminded them of the power of love and the importance of being true to oneself.


The townsfolk embraced the parade with open arms, and in doing so, they transformed Sudsville into a vibrant and welcoming place. The event featured colorful floats, lively music, and performances by talented artists. The streets became adorned with rainbow flags, and the atmosphere was emotive with excitement and celebration.


Each year, Jon and Lester would give a heartfelt speech at the end of the parade, thanking everyone for their support and sharing their hopes for a more inclusive future. Their words resonated deeply with the crowd, leaving many in tears and inspiring a renewed commitment to acceptance and love.

Jon and Lester grew older as the years went by, but their passion for the parade never waned. They continued to lead the event with the same enthusiasm and love, their bond as strong as ever. The pride parade became a beloved tradition, not just for Sudsville but for the entire region.


Jon and Lester’s legacy lived on. Their love story became etched into the hearts of everyone who had the privilege of knowing them. The parade they had started continued to flourish, a testament to their enduring love and the power of acceptance. Sudsville, once a quiet little town, had become a beacon of pride and inclusivity, all thanks to the love and courage of two extraordinary men.

Sanctuary of Love: Embracing Diversity in Our Forever Home

Once upon a time, in a vibrant city filled with the hum of life and possibility, nine unique individuals found themselves drawn together by fate and a shared desire for community. They each came from different walks of life, each with their own story, but together, they formed an extraordinary family. They rented a grand, old house with enough room to fit all their needs and began a new chapter together.

The Housemates

  • Jack and Ethan: Two gay men who had been friends since college. Jack, an art teacher, was known for his quick wit and infectious laughter. Ethan, a software developer, was the grounded, logical thinker of the two.
  • Lea and Dana: A lesbian couple who had been together for five years. Lea was a passionate chef with a love for experimenting in the kitchen, while Dana was a dedicated nurse with a calming presence.
  • Sam and Alex: Two transgender individuals who had met at a support group and quickly became close friends. Sam, a writer, was transitioning from female to male, while Alex, a photographer, was transitioning from male to female.
  • Casey: An asexual individual who worked as a librarian. Casey loved books more than people, but they had a kind heart and a gentle soul that drew others to them.
  • Jordan: A person who identified as queer. Jordan was an artist with a flair for the dramatic, always the life of the party with their bold fashion choices and vibrant personality.
  • Taylor: A nonbinary individual who worked as a graphic designer. Taylor’s calm demeanor and wise advice made them the glue that held the group together.
  • Riley: A bisexual individual who was a musician. Riley’s guitar playing filled the house with music, creating an atmosphere of joy and creativity.

Chapter 2: The Golden House

Their new home was a sprawling Victorian mansion with high ceilings, large windows, and enough bedrooms to give everyone their own space. The house had a warm, welcoming vibe, with cozy nooks perfect for reading, a large kitchen for communal meals, and a garden in the back where they could relax and enjoy the sunshine.

Chapter 3: Building a Family

The first few weeks were filled with unpacking, decorating, and getting to know each other’s quirks and habits. They quickly settled into a routine, finding comfort in each other’s company. Each night, they gathered for dinner, sharing stories and laughter around the table.

Jack and Ethan often collaborated on creative projects, combining Jack’s artistic skills with Ethan’s technical expertise. Lea and Dana brought everyone together with their delicious meals, hosting impromptu cooking classes and tasting sessions. Sam and Alex supported each other through their transitions, with the entire household offering love and encouragement.

Casey introduced everyone to the joy of a quiet afternoon spent reading, often organizing book club meetings where they would discuss their latest literary finds. Jordan’s art adorned the walls of the house, each piece a testament to their vibrant spirit. Taylor’s design skills transformed the house into a beautiful, functional space, while Riley’s music provided a constant soundtrack to their lives.

Chapter 4: Challenges and Triumphs

Of course, living together wasn’t always easy. There were disagreements and misunderstandings, but they learned to navigate them with patience and love. They celebrated each other’s victories and offered support during tough times, proving that family isn’t just about blood—it’s about the people who stand by you, no matter what.

Chapter 5: A Forever Home

Over time, the house became more than just a place to live; it became a sanctuary, a safe haven where they could be their true selves. They hosted community events, inviting friends and neighbors to join their extended family. Their home was filled with love, acceptance, and the unshakable belief that everyone deserves to belong.

In the end, they became the best of friends, each bringing something unique and irreplaceable to their little family. They lived their lives with the same spirit of joy, love, and humor that made the Golden Girls iconic, proving that true friendship knows no bounds.

And so, in their grand old house, this extraordinary group of individuals found their happily ever after, not in spite of their differences, but because of them. They showed the world that love, in all its forms, is what makes a house a home.

Embracing Identity: Mark’s Journey Towards Self-Acceptance

While sedated during surgery, Mark, who has a yearning desire to be proud member of the LGBTQI+ Community, started drifting slowly to sleep as he counted backward from 100. Mark could remember getting to 92 before the lights went out. Finally, Mark thought he could get finally rest. But relaxing wasn’t in store for Mark. He had a propensity to get upset over the most minor things, and this time, when he discovered that he was only dreaming and had to go to work where coworkers would look at him with stares and give verbal undertones of name-calling, he knew some of them. I have to go hear these slurs and think about what they are saying about me.

Mark blurted out, “I wished to the Gods, Heavens, and Earth that I had never been born – it’s not fair to always suffer being someone you didn’t ask to be! A member of the LGBTQI+ Community, huh? I don’t know if I am all that big of a member, the way I have to hide who I am from my family!” His voice trembled with a mix of anger and sadness, the weight of his secret becoming unbearable.

It was the beginning of Spring, and it so happened. Mark was Irish and had some luck in his corner; the powers of Gods, Heavens, and Earth joined together to help Mark never be born, something that they had arranged before to help people who had momentarily lost their way.

Mark was rushing around when he heard a knock at the door. He stopped, wondering who it could be. No one ever came to visit. Mark thought it could be a family member but then ruled that out; not a single person from his family ever asked where Mark lived, so how could they find him?

The knock came again; it couldn’t be someone he knew from town; he never brought anyone back to his place for any reason. There was no reason for someone to knock on his door. So he slowly eased up to the door and looked out of the peephole but didn’t see anyone. As he was looking – a swift KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK, it happened again! Which scared Mark nearly to death. His heart raced, his palms grew sweaty, and a knot formed in his stomach.

Who the hell could be out there? He swung the door open and in walked a little person. The person was no taller than Mark’s waist, with a mischievous twinkle in his eyes and a knowing smile on his face.

“Hi Ya Mark”

He said,

“My name is Charley, and I am here to talk about your never being born,”

he said, his voice calm and reassuring.

Mark’s mouth dropped open, and they stood in shock, not sure what to say. Other than to say ––

Did someone put you up to this?

Charley told him no one had put him up to anything and that he was there to show him the world without Mark. Mark blinked, still trying to process the bizarre situation unfolding before him. The small man named Charley stood confidently in the doorway, his eyes twinkling with a strange, knowing light.

“I must be dreaming,”

Mark muttered to himself, shaking his head.

“You’re not,”

Charley replied, stepping into the room.

“Close the door, Mark. We’ve got a lot to cover and not much time.”

Reluctantly, Mark shut the door, curiosity and fear mingling in his chest. He gestured for Charley to sit, and they both settled into the living room.


“Alright, Charley,”

Mark said, crossing his arms.

“Explain this whole ‘never being born’ thing.”

Charley nodded.

“Mark, you’ve been carrying a heavy burden for a long time. Feeling out of place, misunderstood, and unloved can make anyone wish they were never born. But before you decide that the world would be better off without you, let me show you what that world would look like.”

With a wave of his hand, Charley transformed the living room. The walls melted away, revealing a bustling small town square. The air was crisp, and the sound of children’s laughter filled the air. It was a place Mark recognized from his childhood, but it felt different—stranger, colder.

“Where are we?”

Mark asked, looking around.


“This is your hometown,”

Charley said.

“But it’s a version of it where you never existed.”

Mark noticed familiar faces among the crowd, but something was off. His childhood friends seemed distant, their laughter forced and hollow. He saw his parents, too, looking worn and weary, more so than he remembered.


“Why do they look so sad?”

Mark asked, a lump forming in his throat.

“Your presence, Mark, even if you didn’t realize it, brought light to many lives,”

Charley explained.

“Your compassion, your laughter, and even your struggles inspired others more than you know.”

They moved through the scenes of his life, showing how his absence left voids in the lives of those he knew. His best friend from school, who had confided in Mark during a dark time, now seemed lost and without support. His sister, who had looked up to him, now wandered aimlessly, lacking the guidance and love he had provided. The scenes were filled with a sense of emptiness, a stark contrast to the vibrant memories Mark had of these moments.

“I had no idea,”

Mark whispered, tears welling up in his eyes.

Charley nodded sympathetically.

“You may feel small, Mark, but the impact of your life is profound. Every kind word, every act of defiance against prejudice, every moment of being true to yourself ripples outwards.”

The scene changed again, this time to Mark’s workplace. He saw his coworkers, the ones who had often looked at him with disdain or made cruel remarks. However, without Mark’s quiet courage, the workplace culture would have become even more toxic. There was no one to challenge the status quo, no one to show strength in the face of bigotry.

“People can be cruel,”

Charley said,

“but your bravery gives others the courage to be better.”


Mark watched as the scenes shifted faster now, showing countless small moments where his existence had made a difference. A neighbor he had helped in passing, a stranger he had smiled at, a community event he had organized—all these moments seemed insignificant at the time, but together they painted a picture of a life well-lived.

Finally, they returned to Mark’s living room. He sat down, overwhelmed by the journey they had taken.


“I never realized,”

Mark said quietly, his voice filled with a mix of regret and understanding, as he looked at Charley.

“I thought I was just… there.”

His words hung in the air, heavy with the weight of his newfound self-awareness.

“You are much more than just there, Mark,”

Charley replied, his voice filled with warmth and encouragement.

“You are a vital part of the world, and your presence is a gift.”

Mark’s face softened, a glimmer of self-acceptance and understanding shining in his eyes.

As Charley spoke, Mark felt a warmth spread through him, a sense of peace he hadn’t felt in a long time. The weight of his struggles seemed a bit lighter, the pain of rejection a bit duller.

“So, what happens now?”

Mark asked.


Charley smiled.

“Now, you wake up. And remember, Mark, the world needs you just as you are.”

With that, the room began to blur, and Mark felt himself being pulled back to consciousness. He awoke in the hospital recovery room, the beeping of machines and the murmurs of nurses around him. He felt different—changed.

As he recovered and returned to his daily life, Mark carried the memories of his journey with Charley. He faced his challenges with renewed strength, knowing that his existence mattered deeply. He began to advocate more fiercely for himself and others, finding allies and building a community where acceptance thrived.

Mark found peace within himself, realizing that his identity was not a curse but a gift. He embraced his life fully, knowing that being true to himself was the greatest impact he could have on the world.

And so, Mark came full circle, from despair to understanding, from wishing to never exist to cherishing every moment. He lived his life with purpose, knowing that he was exactly where he was meant to be.