Looks like I relapsed, because I’m still gay.
Gay For Pay
The same pharisees and charlatans who couldn’t stand Jesus’ message of love and compassion are the ones today trying to convince us that we should focus more on hating people for their sexual orientation than loving people for being children of God.
We are brothers, sisters, sons, daughters, parents and grandparents. We are fat, thin, Black, White, Christian, Jewish, Muslim and everything in between. We are cops, bankers, teachers, lawyers, accountants and anything else you can think of. Because of those who came and fought before me, I get to live my life today as an out and proud Gay man.
I believe this is called “karma”.
This enduring legacy of masculinity that tells us men shouldn’t hold hands—what makes it noteworthy—is unnecessary and, frankly, sad.
Eventually I let go of trying to figure it out, flowing or not flowing, who knows, and simply enjoyed what we were all there to enjoy, what we’re always here to enjoy.
Instead, worry about your daughter being one of the 1 in 4 cases of sexual assault and harassment, and not opening her voice to speak because we have a president that is a sociopath and doesn’t give a lick about women’s rights.
Why the media’s bemoaning of a “fractured” country isn’t just hyperbolic, it’s downright idiotic.
I think it’s hypocritical for Trump, who has not only never served his country, but did everything he could to get out of it, to tell anyone they can’t serve. Call me crazy, but if people voluntarily join the military, pass all the tests and basic training, and prove to be more than qualified, who is anyone to tell them they can’t serve?
“Do what you love and the money will follow.”