1. neopetsdiva:

    lady gaga turned 28 this year. madonna did that in 1624… when will the plagiarism stop?

    (via troyesivan)

  2. Coca-Cola was on target.

    I was going to stay out of the fray of the Coca-Cola Super Bowl ad, but the comments being made are beyond my comprehension.  Katharine Lee Bates who wrote America the Beautiful was a progressive. While it is not clear if she was gay or not she lived with a woman for 25 years until the friend’s death.

    This country was founded by immigrants.  They came from Europe, Asia, and Africa.  None of them spoke English upon arrival.  They built our railroads, bridges and dams.  They gave their lives to make this country great. Many of them died without ever speaking a single word of English. 

    I am saddened by the fact that some American’s see diversity as an evil. What made this country the great melting pot was not a shared language but a shared belief that all men are created equal and that we have the God given right to pursue happiness.  That is not just white Christian men but women, racial minorities, LGBT, Muslims, Jews and yes even people who don’t speak English.

    In 1910, when a colleague described “free-flying spinsters” as “fringe on the garment of life”, Katharine Bates answered: “I always thought the fringe had the best of it. I don’t think I mind not being woven in.”

  3. rosefire:







    I have never thought about it in this context

    that’s actually really, really creepy.

    I… fuck.

    Yeah, basically.

    I once pointed this out to my mother and she just stared at me, in stunned silence for ages. 

    There will always be a girl who is less sober, less secure, with less friends walking in a darker part of town. I want her safe just as much as I want me safe.

    (via troyesivan)

  4. After Coming Out, Gay Mormon Finds Support At Home


    I hear a lot from young gay Mormons worried about coming out. This may not be typical but maybe will become so.image

  5. A picture tweeted by @MattLyonSLC, shows boy scouts in Salt Lake City wearing rainbow kerchiefs, delivering pizza to county workers who are skipping their lunch break to keep serving the hundreds of gay couples lining up around the block for marriage
  6. knowhomo:

    LGBTQ* Comedy, Performance and Randomness

    “Coming Out At Christmas” — London’s Gay Men’s Chorus 2006

    A Christmas Carol To Start Your Holiday Season.

    To the tune of “Hark the Herald Angels Sing”

    Coming Out on Christmas Day
    I intend to drop a bomb,
    On my dear old dad and mom.
    For this year, without a doubt,
    Is the Christmas I come out.

    First I’ll get their full attention.
    Then I’ll drop a subtle mention
    “Lovely tree, and by the way,
    Some of my closest friends are gay.”

    That should do the job OK,
    When I come out on Christmas Day.

    Oh say can you see it now?
    Watch my parents have a cow.
    Or perhaps, if fate is kind,
    They’ll insist that they don’t mind.

    Then they’ll say “We always guessed,
    After all, look how you’re dressed.
    Seven earrings in each ear?
    We’re not quite that dense, my dear.”

    They’ll be talking, anyway,
    When I come out on Christmas Day.

    Coming out to everyone
    Makes the winter doldrums fun.
    It’s a noble thing to do.
    Why don’t you come on out too?

    Make a choice, damn consequence.
    Lift your voice, get off the fence.
    Shout it from the highest roof
    Gay is great, and you’re the proof.

    Make this Christmas bright and gay.
    Come on out on Christmas Day.

    (via knowhomo)

  7. The Lie


    I recently watched a video of a YouTuber that came out of the closet.  I was reading the comments posted by his fans.  Of the 50+ thousand comments most were very supporting but there were a few that asked the question, “Why do you have to tell people?”  What a great question when you remove the hostility that came with it.

    The lying begins for LGBT youth with a lie to ourselves.  When  we start realizing we are different from our peers we deny it to ourselves.  It is just a phase. All my friends feel this way.  Once we stop lying to ourselves we try to remain safe, emotionally and physically, by lying to others.

    Our peers point out the opposite sex to us and ask our opinion. We play along and say, “yeah, she/he is cute.”  We go along with anti-gay jokes hoping no one suspects our little secret.  Sometimes we do the ultimate lie and date the opposite sex.

    Each time we tell a direct lie or lie by omission it puts a weight on our backs. We fear that someone will discover the lie. We fear we will slip and use the wrong pronoun when talking about the date we had over the weekend.  This weight becomes more and more unbearable.  Some of us will turn to drugs and alcohol to deal with this constant fear. Others become depressed and withdrawn hoping the less they speak the less likely one discovers the truth.

    This never goes away even for those of us that are open about who we are.  Knowing when it is important to be open is not easy.  Knowing when the right time to tell someone in your life that you are different is at best a mountain to climb.

    If you think this is easy, spend 1 week of your life not mentioning your spouse or your children.

  8. Fox News host Neil Cavuto has a special message for living-wage activists: Deal with it. “It’s like jobs aren’t enough these days,” he said on Tuesday. “They better pay well, or folks just aren’t applying for them at all.” As proof, he cited his own teenage years serving fried fish in Connecticut:

    Only in America today, can our politicians bemoan a livable wage, forgetting a lot of folks would be grateful for any wage, any chance, any job, anytime. All I know is as soon as I turned 16 and heard a fast food chain called Arthur Treacher’s was opening a store in my town of Danbury, Connecticut. I stood in a line for a position—any position. I got the job, and soon rocketed to relief manager, then weekend manager, then by 16 and a half, full-time store manager! And it all started at two bucks an hour. And all the fish I could eat.

    That’s a good story. But the math makes the opposite point Cavuto intended—adjusted for inflation, he made a lot more money as a teenager than the fast food employees who walked off their jobs in seven US cities this week. Cavuto says he made $2 per hour when he was 16, which would have been around late 1974. That’s $9.47 per hour in today’s dollars—or $.28 per hour more than Washington state’s minimum wage, which is the nation’s highest. Cavuto made the equivalent of $1.02 per hour more than the current minimum wage in Connecticut today and $2.22 per hour more than the current federal minimum wage. His starting wage was $2.17 more than Saavedra Jantuah made at the Burger King on 34th St. in New York City before she walked off the job in protest last November because she was unable to feed her son.

    Cavuto’s riff also misses the larger point, which is that the living-wage fight isn’t about 16-year-olds with no kids whose parents cover their basic living expenses. The median fast food worker is 28 years old, and the median female fast food worker is 32. Their wages have dropped an average of 36 cents since 2010. And they’re making less than Neil Cavuto ever did.

  9. danielextra:

    Now I’m no heterophobe, but in a hetero relationship, like…which one’s the man and which one’s the other man?

    (via pflagmom)