It hardly seems possible that I haven't posted anything since 2011. Could it really have been 2.5 years since I last shared my thoughts and opinions here on my blog? Where have I been and what have I been up to? It's not like I ran out of opinions or things to comment on...
One reason for my disappearance was technical difficulties. The server where I housed my images was decommissioned, so suddenly my banner image and cute pictures on the side were lost in the ether. It felt like a daunting task to recreate everything, and I didn't want to keep posting to a blog that was "broken," or at least looked like it.
I've also been fairly busy during this time. There were a number of changes at work, including my boss retiring. That meant I was covering the work of the whole department for a time, but I managed to handle it in stride. Work still keeps me busy today, but I'm enjoying it nevertheless. There are moments that are difficult, but that's true in every job, isn't it?
Perhaps the most significant reason I've been digitally absent is that my husband and I have been working very hard to create a family. A friend of our agreed to be a surrogate and on Labor Day in 2012 we got the text we'd been waiting for...we were pregnant! We tried to do things a bit differently than most, but I'll explain more about that in later posts.
Our daughter was born in May of 2013, and my life will never be the same. She gives me such hope and strength, and her smile can wash away any problems the day might throw my way. It's hard to stay angry or hurt when those eyes and that smile come crawling up to me as soon as I walk in the door.
My husband is the bio-dad, so we have to go through the adoption process here in Wyoming in order for me to be a parent in the eyes of the law. I hope you'll follow us through the process here on my blog.
For folks who followed me in the past, there might be a few changes to the blog. There will still be posts about GLBTQ rights and the latest shenanigans in the news or government. There will still be life lessons and thoughts, and I suspect many of my posts will still end with "Today's lesson." There will also be some thoughts about parenting in general, "gay parenting," and the changes to my life since becoming a dad.
So there it is...a look back, and a look forward. I hope you'll stick around. My life tends to be an interesting ride.
Friday, March 21, 2014
Sunday, March 02, 2014
Religious Exemption Laws
The following is the full text of an Op-Ed piece I wrote for LGBTQ Nation. The edited version is available here.
I’ve called myself an activist since coming out publicly at the University of Wyoming and joining the queer student group in the mid-nineties, and I really do try to stay calm. Most GLBTQ folks can tell you that’s not always an easy task these days. I like to think I’m pretty good at it, though. In April 1999 I was a co-creator of Angel Action, the counter-protest against Fred Phelps and the Westboro Baptist Church. Ten friends and I managed to stay calm and silent while standing mere feet away from a man I refer to as “a professional bigot.” We stood in silence, wearing our most angelic smiles while Uncle Freddie made comments like “you have a dykey look about you” and “you have the whiff of brimstone about you.” Maybe the wings made the difference. When speaking to classes, I tell students that while they are bright, creative, and talented, I’m pretty sure they can’t say or ask anything that will be more offensive than what falls out of his mouth. This week I’ve just about had it, though.
I’ve called myself an activist since coming out publicly at the University of Wyoming and joining the queer student group in the mid-nineties, and I really do try to stay calm. Most GLBTQ folks can tell you that’s not always an easy task these days. I like to think I’m pretty good at it, though. In April 1999 I was a co-creator of Angel Action, the counter-protest against Fred Phelps and the Westboro Baptist Church. Ten friends and I managed to stay calm and silent while standing mere feet away from a man I refer to as “a professional bigot.” We stood in silence, wearing our most angelic smiles while Uncle Freddie made comments like “you have a dykey look about you” and “you have the whiff of brimstone about you.” Maybe the wings made the difference. When speaking to classes, I tell students that while they are bright, creative, and talented, I’m pretty sure they can’t say or ask anything that will be more offensive than what falls out of his mouth. This week I’ve just about had it, though.
Being a gay activist in a conservative, predominantly rural
setting requires a fair amount of patience and tact. I have almost 20 years of experience in
politely and respectfully framing my arguments so as not to offend the “other
side” of the issue de jour. Everyone has
the right to their own opinion, right? I
try to follow the golden rule and give others the same respect I’m seeking. I try to respond rather than react, and draw
on my experiences in speech and debate to make reasoned statements supported by
facts and examples. Check your emotions
at the door in the interests of creating a meaningful and productive dialogue.
This week I’m finding it unusually difficult to avoid the
urge to scream at the seemingly endless parade of pundits and spin doctors tell
me, in their most deferential and conciliatory tones, that the rash of proposed
"religious protection" laws are not about discrimination. Oh heavens no! They're really
just there to protect defenseless religious folk from the godless gays. Like innocent business owners, who could be
accused of discrimination, just for standing behind their deeply held religious
views.
Not surprisingly, they can provide no examples where this
kind of hypothetical religious discrimination has occurred, though Anderson
Cooper and other journalists have asked often and pointedly. The response is that it might. You know…tomorrow. Or someday.
Nevermind that actual discrimination against GLBTQ people occurs daily
and, in many places in the US, there’s no law preventing it. But they want us to understand that they are
NOT trying to discriminate. I’ve been
spinning my wheels trying to frame a response in my usual polite and respectful
manner, and think I’ve finally landed on something appropriate.
“Bullshit.”
Apparently trying to play nice hasn’t worked, so it’s time to call it
what it is. Hate. Discrimination. Bigotry.
You can couch it in terms like “religious freedom” all you like, but it
doesn’t make the emperor any less naked.
Perhaps we should look at some of the arguments being used. In Virginia legislators spoke out against
such an “abdominal” type of relationship, warning it will “pollute America.” A Republican senator from Wisconsin said such
marriages should be forbidden “simply because natural instinct revolts at it as
wrong.” Tennessee attorneys tell us such
unions should be illegal because they are “distasteful to our people and unfit
to produce the human race.” And finally,
a noted psychologist commented "I believe that the tendency to classify
all persons who oppose gay marriage as 'prejudiced' is in itself a prejudice. Nothing of any significance is gained by such
a marriage."
If you’ve been watching or reading the news lately, these
arguments probably sound pretty familiar.
They should, since they’ve been around for a long time. They originally referred to interracial
marriage, and the first three were made between 1863 and 1924. That’s right, the logic being used to deny
same-sex marriage dates back to the Civil War.
The last quote is from a brief in the 1967 Supreme Court case Loving v. Virginia which established
interracial marriage as a fundamental right between two consenting adults. Ironic that it sounds like chapter and verse
from our current debate, doesn’t it?
“No, we’re not hateful people; you’re the ones discriminating against us
because you don’t respect our religion.”
Would anyone today care to make the argument that allowing interracial
marriage violates religious freedom?
The argument is that business owners shouldn’t have to deal
with someone as long as their objection is on religious grounds. “I shouldn’t have to bake a cake for a gay
wedding because my church says it’s wrong.”
Would it be acceptable to say “I won’t bake a cake for a Catholic
wedding because I’m Methodist?” What
about a Muslim baker who doesn’t want to bake a cake for a Christian
wedding?
We already dealt with the question of whether or not a
business can deny service to someone based on the belief that they are immoral,
inferior, or otherwise distasteful; we determined that you have to let EVERYONE
sit at your lunch counter and it is NOT a violation of your rights.
Individuals enjoy a number of rights and liberties,
including the freedom of religion.
Businesses are not individuals, however.
Your cake shop is not a Christian, though its owner might be. It’s a building, and when you start a
business in the private sector it becomes subject to another set of laws and
responsibilities. There are different
city ordinances, health codes, and tax laws that are separate from those for
individuals. Your religion might look
down on tax collectors, but ignoring sales tax is illegal. Perhaps your faith tradition takes a dim view
of women in the workplace, but to refuse to hire a qualified female applicant
because of it is discrimination.
As a business owner you get to decide a lot of things. You can decide which products and services
you offer, what your hours will be, and whether or not you will be open on the
Sabbath. You can set your prices, pick
your own advertising, and choose your own business cards. But you do not get to pick and choose your
customers. When you hang out your
shingle, you’re agreeing to play by a different set of rules than you’re used
to. One of those rules says you have to
serve everyone equally. You can’t turn
them away because of the color of their skin, how many years they’ve been
around, or which church they attend. Sexual
orientation is no different. My money is
just as green and your public business is, by law, open to ALL of the public,
of which I am also a part.
So yes, I’m mad. Mad
as hell, in fact. I’m tired of hearing
that GLBTQ folk aren’t really being discriminated against. I can’t get married to the person I love and,
after going through a surrogacy process that nobody really knew how to “deal
with,” I still have no guarantee that the courts will allow me to adopt her
legally. But by all means, remain
convinced that writing the names of two men on the cake is on the same level of
what my family faces daily. It’s your
right, and I WILL be the first person to defend your right to think that
way. But take the money and make the
cake, because it’s fair and it’s the law, at least in select states. Be glad for the business as our economy
continues to recover. If you can’t abide
by the rules and serve all customers equally, please remember that you will be
viewed through the same lens as those who ran customers away from their lunch
counters, sometimes violently. Don’t say
you weren’t warned.
Even though I’m feeling fed up this week, I am also
hopeful. I am returning to calmness and
an angelic smile with the aware that those trying to prevent equality are
getting desperate. Some of the voices
speaking up against these laws are doing so for the first time. Some are prominent Republicans with a history
of voting against our community. Some
are religious leaders from denominations that haven’t always been welcoming. As the legislation becomes more ridiculous,
more people realize that their attitudes are only one or two steps
removed. When a lobbyist pushes
legislation to ban gay players in the NFL, an organization that already
includes sexual orientation in its non-discrimination policy, a few more folks
will make a comparison to Jackie Robinson when watching the nightly news. They will realize that we already KNOW bills
like these are hateful. And ugly. And beneath us. We know because we’ve done this before, and
at least some of us learned from those mistakes. Wouldn’t you rather go the head of the class
than sit in the corner wearing a dunce cap?
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