Good morning my friends.
I hope you are all,
well,
healthy and happy.
Happy Father's day.
It is a very hot Sunday,
here,
in the beautiful ugly,
gonna be a scorcher.
I've a had a busy week,
extra hours at work,
developing ideas for,
what might turn out to be,
a new blog or a website,
not quite sure yet,
lots of thinking,
activity.
It's been a week,
since Orlando.
I have been sad and angry,
overtly and,
at the back of my mind,
for a week.
I have read some powerful thoughts,
on these events,
this horror.
Some of it very personal, heartfelt.
I will link to two,
short, that really nail it.
https://margueritequantaine.wordpress.com
by a Face Book friend who's work,
I admire.
And this one by KG MacGregor,
that was shared so many times,
on social media,
it got picked up by,
The Huffington Post
We aren’t afraid of you
So what am I thinking about,
today, on Father's day,
a week after Orlando?
I am still sad and angry.
The senseless taking of life,
planned carnage,
the slaughter.
This was not random,
this is not simply the case,
of a demented individual,
going on a rampage,
a much too common event,
in the U.S.
A wonderful country in many ways,
but, one that allows it's,
government and citizenry to be,
held hostage by the gun lobby.
That is a subject for another time.
The illusion of the right to bear arms,
the fetishization of violence.
Sexism and homophobia are still,
today,
in 2016,
rampant.
They certainly are in religions,
where, according to,
the bible, the koran,
other religious books,
woman are pretty much nothing more,
than babymakers who's subservience to men,
is necessary for harmony and function
and,
the way things should be.
Gays,
men and women are,
abominations.
Best case scenario,
women are different but equal,
and the sin of being homosexual,
is tolerated.
My whole life,
it left me perplexed,
and, lots of times,
face palming myself,
how can an intelligent,
person,
believe that,
women are inferior,
that the love of,
a man and a woman is,
superior to that,
of two men,
of two women.
How can people who claim
to love God,
in his-her-it's name,
spew hate?
Also, I can tell you,
as a fifty one year old butch woman,
who has been around the block,
a few times.
Homophobia is not,
the exclusive terrain of,
the religious,
the uneducated,
or males.
I have met more than a few,
atheists,
liberals,
university educated,
of the genteel class,
who think,
make that,
know,
that their heterosexual way,
of being and loving is,
superior.
They are much more polite about it,
sometimes,
but, the dismissiveness, the smugness,
is there.
I was raised,
to not think of myself,
as superior or inferior,
to,
anyone.
This was unspoken,
but, clear.
Are there smarter people,
out there?
Always have been,
always will be,
the same applies to slower.
But,
I am in no way inferior to,
anyone because of my gender.
genitalia has little to do,
with moral rectitude,
intelligence or,
facing the world head on,
hopefully with kindness,
sensitivity and humour.
Just as my gender,
makes me neither,
inferior nor superior,
the same can be said,
for my gayness.
I will not hide behind,
this,
I was born this way kind of discourse.
I hate that argument,
it implies,
'don't hate me, it's not my fault'
'I want to be just like you'.
Fact is,
I don't know if I was born this way,
or not,
and I don't care.
I am in no way inferior to anyone,
because of who I love and how I make love
period.
I don't want to be just like you,
I am me.
A long time ago,
I saw Desert Hearts,
a movie,
I have since seen,
dozens of times.
One of the pivotal scenes in it:
Evelyn, the married, soon to be divorced,
professor of English at Columbia,
says to Kay, the younger potter who works,
at the local Reno casino,
they have been having an affair and Kay,
wants it to go on,
she wants, more.
Evelyn says :it seems so easy to you(paraphrased),
and Kay says,
'I don't act this way to change the world,
I act this way so the Godamned world won't change me'
that is perfectly it, in a nutshell.
The killing, violence and judgement must stop.
We have to talk to people,
we have to come out,
we have to fight battles,
sure pick them,
but,
fight them nonetheless,
we are,
in no way...Inferior
Have a good one.
Later, girls,
BB
Author: Bookish Butch
I am a bookish butch in my mid early fifties. I live in Montréal and always have. I used to run a small used bookstore. Reading keeps me sane. My latest jiggie is photography, book project in the works, living the dream
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