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?
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.
Ned: A shy and timid typesetter at the Daily Weeds newspaper, who resembles Brad Pitt on a bad day. Ned is modest and unaware of his value and attractiveness.
The Cute Bartender (Alex): A charismatic and charming bartender at Lucky C who falls for Ned over their shared love of Shirley Temples.
The Daily Weeds Higher-Ups: The newspaper’s executives who take credit for Ned’s brilliant headlines.
Rival Newspaper Competitors: A scheming group aiming to kidnap and kill Ned to stop the Daily Weeds’ success.
The Gay Mafia: A secretive, protective group willing to go to great lengths to defend Ned, although he is unaware of their existence.
Plot:
Ned lived a quiet life, hidden in the shadows of the Daily Weeds’ newsroom. His days were spent crafting perfect headlines, a talent that brought his employer acclaim and success. Despite his crucial role, Ned remained unnoticed, timidly working at his typesetting desk. His self-esteem was low; he never considered himself attractive, even though he had a rugged charm that could be likened to Brad Pitt on an off day.
Ned’s life took an unexpected turn one evening when he narrowly escaped being hit by a runaway city bus. Disoriented and seeking solace, he stumbled into a bar he had never noticed—Lucky C. With its welcoming atmosphere and vibrant clientele, the bar was a stark contrast to Ned’s usually solitary existence.
At the bar, he ordered the only alcoholic drink he knew—a Shirley Temple. Alex, the cute bartender, was immediately charmed. Alex loved making Shirley Temples, a drink rarely requested by patrons. Their shared moment over this simple drink sparked a connection, and for the first time, Ned felt seen and appreciated.
As Ned began to frequent Lucky C, he started coming out of his shell. The lively environment and supportive community at the bar brought out a side of him he never knew existed. His newfound confidence began to reflect in his work, leading to even more captivating headlines that left the Daily Weeds’ competitors scrambling.
Unbeknownst to Ned, the rival newspaper had been closely monitoring the Daily Weeds’ success. Frustrated by their inability to keep up, they devised a sinister plan to kidnap and eliminate the source of their competition’s success—Ned.
They would wait until he left the Daily Weeds back office and throw a hood over his head. Then, two thugs would throw Ned into a waiting van and speed him to the outside of town near a seedy pond where he would be shot, still wearing the hood and a weight tied around his neck, and thrown into a boat. One of the thugs would take a boat and shove it away from the shore, and when it got near the center of the pond, the thugs would fill it with bullet holes and make it sink, with Ned inside, weighed down. Never to be found.
However, the rival newspaper and their hired mobsters were unaware of a secret force. The Gay Mafia, a clandestine group operating within the city, had liked Ned. They admired his quiet brilliance and were determined to protect him at all costs. They had been listening through their glitter correspondences. The glitter correspondences were a network of highly sensitive individuals who could pick up on people’s intuitions from across the room. They had been picking up vibes from the thugs at a local coffee shop for over a week. It is what caused the Gay Mafia to concentrate their attention on Ned. There was so much vibing there was almost concern they would have to call in a team from Philly to assist with the operation. With well-laid plans and assistance from the Gay Men’s Choir, a plan got hatched to pull off operation “SAVE NED” at 1700 Hours sharp! The driver, who made up the only civilian of the Gay Mafia, yelled to the rest of the non-mafia members that it was 5 PM, you guys. The rest of the Gay Mafia had belonged to the same Troop in the Middle East when serving the Country and understood military time.
The rival newspaper’s plot set off a chain of events culminating in a dramatic confrontation. As the thugs moved in on Ned, the Gay Mafia sprang into action. A chaotic collision of forces ensued—a battle that turned the usually quiet city streets into a more vibrant and exhilarating scene than any Pride Parade.
There were unusually high pitches of the singing of Hallelujah coming from the alleyway of the Daily Weeds Office area and then sudden flumes of smoke and glitter, followed by the pomp and circumstance of a Gay Mens Chorus of Lilly of The Valley. The evil thugs were tied up and left in a neat pile for the local police to find—all courtesy of the Gay Mafia.
Amid the chaos, Ned remained blissfully unaware of the true extent of his importance or the danger he was in. All he knew was that for the first time in his life, people were surrounding him who valued him, both for his talent and who he was. The experience saved his life and transformed it, making Ned realize his worth and the power of community. As he left the Daily Weed, he shut and locked the door and walked to the Lucky C, where he sat on a bar stool and asked Alex for a Shirley Temple.
Today ––– The Daily Weeds continued to thrive, thanks to Ned’s unmatched headlines. And Ned, no longer the unsung hero, became a celebrated figure in both the newsroom and the vibrant world of Lucky C. His story was a testament to life’s unexpected turns and the hidden strength within us all, yet to be discovered.
The Friendly Hotel, renowned for its around-the-clock security and welcoming atmosphere, primarily serves LGBTQI clientele. It features a restaurant and two nightclubs that cater to the gay community, making it a popular destination.
The front desk was abuzz with guests checking in on a bustling Saturday night. The diligent clerks worked hard, assigning rooms and ensuring the correct amenities. Meanwhile, security guards Steve and Jim began their shift at 8 PM. Their initial task was to patrol the Hotel’s perimeter, ensuring the safety of all guests, particularly the LGBTQI community. They also made regular rounds at the nightclubs, maintaining a vigilant presence. Steve and Jim were not just part of the Hotel’s security team but also recognizable figures in the community. Their reliability and assured presence brought peace and safety, reassuring guests and visitors alike.
As long-time officers at the Friendly Hotel, Steve and Jim were known for their no-nonsense approach. They wouldn’t tolerate any arguing or resistance, often telling it like it was and swiftly ejecting or arresting troublemakers. This firm handling of security contributed to the secure feeling that drew many guests to the Hotel.
On this particular Saturday night, a group gathered outside the hotel gates, shouting anti-gay slurs at guests. Due to their location, Steve and Jim couldn’t move them but kept a watchful eye, urging visitors to avoid the area for safety.
Around 2 AM, the crowd had dwindled to six individuals, who positioned themselves on both sides of the street in front of the Hotel. The street led to other nightclubs nearby, and patrons often walked between these clubs and the Hotel. Steve and Jim reported the dangerous situation to local police, warning that assaults could occur. However, the police did not respond.
At 2:39 AM, Steve and Jim, standing near the street on hotel property, saw two guests leaving the Hotel and heading towards other clubs. Suddenly, the six individuals attacked the two men with pipes, brass knuckles, and other weapons, striking them in the head, stomach, ribs, and legs. The two men collapsed, unconscious and bleeding heavily, as the attackers shouted anti-gay slurs. Steve and Jim rushed to apprehend the assailants, capturing five of them. They handcuffed the suspects and seated them on the sidewalk. Recovered weapons included nunchucks, brass knuckles, metal bars, mace, knives, and a shuriken.
The victims remained unconscious and continued to bleed profusely. The guards tried to apply pressure with whatever supplies they could find. Jim radioed the front desk to call the police, ambulance, and fire rescue. Steve asked if anyone in the crowd had medical training, but no one stepped forward. Emergency services took over thirty minutes to arrive, a typical response time in the gay community during the 80s and 90s.
When the fire department and ambulance finally arrived, they refused to touch the victims. Steve and Jim had to load the victims onto the stretchers and into the ambulances themselves, applying bandages to stop the bleeding. The police department sent only one unit, and the suspects were released a block away without charges. The police filed an incomplete report, and a follow-up investigation concluded insufficient information to pursue further action.
The two assault victims got so severely beaten that they had to be placed in medically induced comas for a week to reduce brain swelling. They lost most of their teeth, had their noses broken, orbital eye sockets crushed, chins broken, and ribs fractured. One suffered a punctured lung, and the other nearly lost an ear.
The story you have just read is an account of actual events experienced by the writer. The Hotel’s original name is no longer in use; it has since been changed and is operated by a different owner. The name used in this story is strictly to serve as a reference for the reader. Any name or likenesses may be coincidental; however, this incident occurred over thirty years ago. The reason for sharing this story is to highlight the results of severe prejudices and their actions in our daily lives. What we say, hear, and do genuinely matter. And how dangerous it can be to turn back the clock in an attempt to make things like they used to be!
The Melon Group was a crowd of friends that began in a small community as a support group. The members had found themselves there as a collective of the LGBTQI+ Community. They ranged from 18 to 80+ and had watched people come and go. Sadly, the group was gathering after attending the funeral of the Melon Group founder, Bennie. He had been the one back in 1981 who had posted an ad in the local paper inviting all the rainbow family members to join him for snacks and treats in the local park. It was a risky move in those days, but Bennie was like that; he took chances. Chances like that gave life to many of the hidden townspeople, who did not have anyone to turn to.
There was Joanne, a closeted lesbian, until 1984 when the help of Bennie’s meetings in the park gave her the courage to confront her family. Thanks to Bennie, Jill, her partner, met her at the park. Jon and Mike, a gay middle-aged couple, found support with the group after relocating to the community for their jobs. Then there were Jett and Freida, who were transgender. They found love from the group when their families had disowned them.
Others, too many to mention, had been through the Melon Group over the years. As they sat in a local coffee shop and began to recall the years that had passed, memories flooded back of those who had once been part of their vibrant community but were no longer there.
Paul, an older gentleman among the first members, always had a warm smile and a knack for baking the best cookies. He had passed away a few years ago, but his recipes lived on in the group, a sweet reminder of his presence. Maria, a young transgender woman, had found solace in the group after escaping an abusive household. She eventually moved to a big city to chase her dreams of becoming an artist, but her sporadic visits and heartfelt messages kept her close to everyone’s hearts.
Bennie, though, was the heart and soul of the Melon Group. His courage and vision created a safe space where none had existed. His laughter was infectious, and his wisdom, always shared with a twinkle in his eye, guided many through their darkest days. Bennie had a way of making everyone feel seen, heard, and loved. He remembered every birthday, celebrated every milestone, and comforted every sorrow. His passing left a void that felt impossible to fill.
The Melon Group wasn’t just a support group but a lifeline. In those early days, gathering in the park was an act of defiance, a statement of existence in a world that often refused to acknowledge them. Over time, the group became a second family. They celebrated, grieved, and, most importantly, stood by each other through thick and thin.
Samantha, a bisexual woman who had joined in the late ’90s, recalled how Bennie had helped her through her messy divorce and subsequent custody battle. “Bennie always knew what to say,” she said, her voice thick with emotion. “He had this way of making you feel like everything was going to be okay, even when it felt like the world was falling apart.”
Jacob, who recently came out as non-binary, shared how Bennie had encouraged them to embrace their true selves. “Bennie saw me,” Jacob said. He saw the real me even before I did. He gave me the strength to be honest with myself and the world.”
The Melon Group had seen countless faces over the years: people who found a place to belong, who found love and acceptance, who found the courage to be themselves. Bennie’s legacy lived on in each of them, in the connections they made, and in the lives they touched.
As they sat in that coffee shop, sharing stories and laughter through their tears, they knew Bennie’s spirit was with them. They vowed to continue his work, keep the Melon Group alive and thriving, and be the beacon of hope and love that Bennie had always been.
The Melon Group had weathered many storms but stood firm, a testament to the power of community, love, and the enduring impact of one man’s dream. Bennie may be gone, but his light shone brightly in the hearts of all who had known him, and in the Melon Group, that light would never fade.
The story of Gay Pride Parades, also known as LGBTQ+ Pride Parades, begins with a backdrop of systemic discrimination, social stigma, and legal challenges faced by LGBTQ+ individuals. The need for such parades emerged from the historical struggle for recognition, rights, and acceptance. Here’s a concise history of how they became necessary:
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Early 20th Century: Discrimination and Marginalization
In the early 20th century, LGBTQ+ individuals faced severe discrimination and persecution. Homosexuality was criminalized in many parts of the world, and those who identified as LGBTQ+ were often subject to arrest, harassment, and violence. This era was marked by widespread societal stigma, leading many to conceal their identities.
1950s-1960s: The Homophile Movement
The mid-20th century saw the rise of the homophile movement, with groups like the Mattachine Society and the Daughters of Bilitis advocating for the rights of gay and lesbian individuals. These organizations aimed to improve the public perception of LGBTQ+ people and sought to decriminalize homosexuality. Their efforts laid the groundwork for more visible activism.
Stonewall Uprising: The Catalyst
The catalyst for the Gay Pride Parades was the Stonewall Uprising in June 1969. The Stonewall Inn, a gay bar in New York City’s Greenwich Village, was a frequent target of police raids. On June 28, 1969, a raid sparked spontaneous and violent demonstrations by the LGBTQ+ community, which lasted several days. The Stonewall Uprising marked a turning point, as it galvanized the LGBTQ+ community and led to the formation of activist organizations like the Gay Liberation Front (GLF) and the Gay Activists Alliance (GAA).
1970: The First Pride March
To commemorate the one-year anniversary of the Stonewall Uprising, activists organized the first Christopher Street Liberation Day March on June 28, 1970. This event is widely recognized as the first Gay Pride Parade. It took place in New York City and was followed by similar marches in Los Angeles, Chicago, and San Francisco. The purpose of these marches was to promote LGBTQ+ visibility, celebrate their identity, and demand equal rights.
Growth and Global Expansion
Throughout the 1970s and 1980s, Pride Parades grew in size and spread to other cities around the world. They became annual events, serving as a platform for activism, community building, and celebration. The AIDS crisis in the 1980s further intensified the need for solidarity and visibility, as LGBTQ+ communities faced immense loss and stigma.
Modern Pride Parades
Today, Pride Parades are held in cities worldwide and have evolved into large-scale celebrations that include parades, festivals, concerts, and educational events. They serve multiple purposes: celebrating LGBTQ+ identity and culture, advocating for legal and social equality, and remembering the struggles and achievements of the LGBTQ+ movement.
Continued Relevance
Despite significant progress, LGBTQ+ individuals still face challenges and discrimination in many parts of the world. Pride Parades remain necessary to combat homophobia, transphobia, and other forms of discrimination. They continue to provide a space for the community to express pride in their identity and to demand full equality and acceptance.
Conclusion
The necessity of Gay Pride Parades stems from a history of marginalization and the ongoing fight for rights and recognition. What began as a reaction to oppression and violence has transformed into a global movement that celebrates diversity, promotes inclusivity, and strives for equality.
In the picturesque fusion of a town that captures the charm of Mayberry and the boundless frontier of Star Trek, two hearts found a love that defies time and space. Meet Ben and Steve, a couple whose love story is as enchanting as it is enduring—a beacon of hope and resilience that inspires all who witness it.
Ben and Steve
Steve, whose eyes sparkle like the constellations he admires, has always been a dreamer, casting his gaze toward the heavens with wonder and curiosity. On the other hand, Ben embodies justice and bravery, fearlessly chasing down thieves and reclaiming stolen cars. His badge shines brightly as a symbol of his commitment to protecting others.
Their worlds may seem galaxies apart, with Steve whispering messages to the cosmos through his microphone and Ben upholding the law with unwavering dedication. Still, these very differences make their love story so captivating. United by a love transcending boundaries, they lean on each other, their bond unbreakable, and their passion ever-growing.
Their love story began over four decades ago, a chance encounter that set the stage for a lifetime of shared dreams and unwavering commitment. Fourteen years ago, they leaped into matrimony, not just as a legal union but as a testament to their enduring love and resilience. In the face of uncertainty, it was a promise that their love would remain steadfast and accurate, and no matter what challenges lay ahead or rights that might be under threat, they would forever be united.
As the years have passed, their love has only grown stronger. They still greet each day with breakfast together, their laughter and companionship a testament to their enduring friendship and love. When future generations look back, marveling at how they managed to keep the flame of love alive for so long, the answer will be simple: it’s because of Ben and Steve and their unwavering passion and commitment to each other.
So, here’s to the kisses shared and the laughter exchanged, the dreams dreamed, and the challenges overcome. Their happiness is a daily reminder of the power of love, a beautiful reality that reminds us all to believe in the magic of true love. Cheers to Ben and Steve, whose love story inspires and enchants us all, proving that true love is timeless and everlasting.
Looking for hope sometimes comes from a variety of hard-to-find places. When you are a member of the LGBTQI Community, a blind superhero, a nudge has always been as good as a wink.
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Every day, anti-trans rhetoric is spreading and becoming more virulent. Conservative forces in statehouses across America are pushing bills that would strip trans people of rights, including access to vital medical care. In some places, these laws have already passed. This is all part of a concerted, coordinated effort, as Madison Pauly’s reporting shows. Paul
WHEN ANYONE GETS DENIED A RIGHT AFFORDED TO ANOTHER, WHETHER THE REASON FOR WITHHOLDING IS CIVIL OR PRIVILEGED, IT’S DENIAL TO ALL. BECAUSE IT IS A NEED FOR MANY – THAT – THE FEW ARE TOO PREJUDICED EVER TO UNDERSTAND.
About Gays And Why Laws, Book Bans, School Boards, And Other Restrictions Attempting To Bash And Attempted Genocide Against Queer Peoples Won’t Stop More People From Increasing The Populations In The LGBTQI Community!
We all remember that day. It may be a Spring afternoon following a light rain shower, with flowers peaking from beneath their winter hiding place for a first glimpse of the season’s sun. There we sit. We were pondering between the two choices. Will we be straight or gay? Surely everyone remembers that day, for if it is a choice, everyone faces the same options. You can choose both, they say. That needs to be clarified.
To be or not to be, when we were teens, first discovering who we were, for some, it was challenging to accept, and it took years for those who grew up in communities that were closed-minded and set to one way of life to finally get into their head that they were who they are and not who others expected them to be. They had tried to take the path of least resistance and attempted to take the straight route, not given another choice. But every piece of their biological body screamed at them, telling them something wasn’t right. They were misleading others, lying every minute of their life, and never being their true selves. They either had to leave and be their authentic self or die. Some tried to marry, but after a period, the inner madness kept them from carrying on, and their either killed themselves, came out and took the hell and damnation from the small communities in which they lived, or packed up and disappeared. Many may have turned to alcohol or drugs, appearing to believe it was better to be an addict than what they felt was their true self. If they were lucky, they met their soul mate and were rescued from the prison that so many are forced into by a society that is cruel and judgmental of others. Fortunately for others, they meet their lifemates just out of high school. They seem to know how to manage the world around them and find a world to live and operate in a life they would have otherwise missed out on, creating long-term relationships and being grateful things turned out as they do. They would not have wished to miss on so much love and so many adventures.
Forty-one years later, another couple still see simple rights afforded to their neighbors, rights that are threatened to be stripped from them by bigoted and power-hungry maga-republicans. So a question is asked to these groups suggesting they can kill off the gays. When did they choose to be straight? And, why is allowing this couple to live in peace so bad?
All the books, movies, and internet sites in the world may get banned; however, that will not stop the same amount of new homosexual and bisexual men and women from populating the earth each year. Some evil act does not make them. They are born, just like the couple you are reading about.Just like you!
One couple originates from small towns in Western Oklahoma. Growing up, they were never acquainted with gay anything. Both were church-attending, straight-laced lads all the way. Still, each began slowly dying from living in a suppressive community that had conditioned them to believe they were the worst people on the earth and were going to Hell. That worked until they met after high school and finally began to breathe life through one another. It took a lifetime to overcome the damage God-fearing sermons placed on them. They chose to move to a larger city and begin to grow privately, not making themselves the center attraction of life, but their community knew they coupled. As life continued, so did their love and energy, and now they live in a retirement community. But their rights are under threat daily. Because their property, retirement, and physical and fiscal security are in danger by daily threats of changing laws and bigotry. Research has discovered there should be signs on every front door of any religious establishment reading “for entertainment purposes only, because it does not produce a benefit for the community as a whole, just for the few!”
So When Did You Choose Your Sexual Preference?
And To Screw With It Would Cause Extinction!
This passionate talk from Dr. James O’Keefe, MD, gives us a deeply personal and fascinating insight into why homosexuality is a necessary and instrumental cog in nature’s perfection.
Research shows those making up the LGBTQI Communities are responsible for keeping the human race alive.
So When Did You Decide? When Did You Make Your Decision On Who To Be?
LGBTQI? It Is Natures Response To Maintaining The Magic Balance In Life – And To Screw With It Would Cause Extinction.
Maintaining The Magic Balance In Life
For those desiring more proof that the existence of gays is “born” to history and that the members of the LGBTQI Community do not simply choose to be Gay, this history lesson may help if you are an individual with a mind with enough room to learn new and factual information.
Another way to arrive at the understanding of whether LGBTQI members are born or are made of people choosing a lifestyle, ask yourself when you decided to be heterosexual (straight). What day did you choose between the options available and determine what life you wanted? Then consider who would ever pick a life where their being would face prejudices, denial of employment, housing, and services if they had a choice not to have to face the constant bigotry bashing them daily.
If you believe in a Higher Authority, a God. If this is your premise and you still object to these beings walking the earth, take it up with Him. When you do, if you believe scripture, consider Genesis 1:26-28, which announces that human beings are unique and all are in the image of God.
§Then God said, 'Let us make man in our image, according to our likeness, and let them rule over the fish of the sea and the birds of the sky and the cattle and over all the earth. Genesis 1:26-28
IF HE IS TRUE. AND THERE IS AN ALMIGHTY. AND HE DID SOMETHING WRONG IN DESIGNING CERTAIN INDIVIDUALS TO BE DIFFERENT. THEN YOU SHOULD TELL HIM HE IS WRONG!
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If you are God Fearing, then this message is for you!–Our supposed sins will not send you to Hell. But God will ask about yours, i.e., judging others, planting seeds of strife. So the sins you commit are the only ones you should be concerned with. We are fine in answering to the top, should there be anything to comment on. You take care of your side of the street. We will tend to ours!
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