on Fri 31 Oct 2008 07:41 PM EDT | Permanent Link
Here's a good site for an update on Prop 8, the California amendment that would make gay marriage illegal.
Pam's House Blend has an interesting post about Barack Obama's Caucasian family.
I'm not joking when I say we need heroes right now. We need a Martin Luther King Jr. or a Gandhi. And, I wouldn't at all mind if a Wonder Woman or Superman flew in to help.
We should be winning. This year's electoral map looks increasingly liberal, yet we're still struggling. As I gaze at the political landscape, I can't help but wonder: Where have all our champions gone?
Personally, I think these people do exist, but they are impossible to spot unless we understand what it really takes to become a hero. To do that, first consider Superman and Wonder Woman. These fictional super folk illustrate the two characteristics shared by all heroes, imagined and real.
First, heroes have to have the ability to act. Because they face super villains, Wonder Woman and Superman need extraordinary powers. But even with their super strengths, these two couldn't claim the title of "hero," if they hadn't first decided they have a personal responsibility to help other people. Wonder Woman could have lived regally as an Amazon princess. Superman could have ripped apart bank vaults and lounged in luxury with his plundered millions. Who could have stopped him?
In real life, heroes don't need super strength. In fact, real heroes are quite ordinary before they ever do anything heroic. Martin Luther King Jr. was nothing more than the pastor of a church in Alabama before he led the Montgomery Bus Boycott. Gandhi was a lawyer before he launched his first crusade for freedom. However, both realized that they had a responsibility to act. Both brought their real-world gifts to the battles they faced.
I ask again: Where are the champions in LGBT America and among our straight allies? Who are the people who will save us?
Who are our heroes in Western Pennsylvania? It is something I struggle to understand and seem to question far too often for anyone's comfort. Including my own. My therapist keeps asking me why I have to go there and I'm not sure I understand it myself. First and foremost, I just think it should be okay to ask questions. Second, it should be okay to have opinions. And third, well, it should be okay to hold people accountable when they assume leadership roles and make promises/commitments/pledges to us. Like the President. Only someone that I acutally believe.