I am learning that restraint is a virtue. I don’t always remember it is, but through repetition and practice I’m getting better.
Some synonyms of restraint are: moderation, prudence, self-control, judiciousness and discipline. I find these all to be good character qualities.
Today I contemplate restraint of pen and tongue. Today I practice pause, thought and choice. I must remember words are things. Words have power. Words should be chosen carefully.
…who can sing. Jake Gyllenhaal sings Sondheim? Who knew?
Today I find that a familiar tune from the past is ringing in my ears. A year ago who would have ever thunk that this fabulous Jimmy Somerville diddy would suddenly become relevant.
Well Juanita it has.
This musical inspiration has suddenly become relevant again. It is a tune of inspiration out of oppression. Thus we are getting it down from the shelf, dusting it off and shaking our cute little tushy about the house. We are warming ourself up to get up, get out and stand up. Stand up for honest human values.
You go Jimmy. Get us up, get us going!
Don’t ever let us forget.
Read My Lips
Jimmy Somerville 1990
When one of us is oppressed we are all oppressed.
We’ve stood up for what was right before …and Juanita we ain’t forgot how!
Enough is enough is enough is enough.
So now they wanna fuck with trans children?
As a society we are to force a child that is born into a body that doesn’t match the child’s gender, a child that already feels different, a child that is more often than not outcast from said child’s peers to have to fucking pee in the bathroom of the sex that doesn’t match the very person the child actually is?
A very dear friend, whom I simply adore, made Fearsome his very own Pussy Hat. It arrived yesterday and couldn’t have been more timely. Fearsome is protest ready.
As a child I used to pee before leaving home to go to school. I would not pee again until I got home after school. I often held it for more than 8 hours. I lived in fear of the bullying I received daily for being different. I was effeminate and perceived by the boys in my school as being weak. I was the safe one who they could pick on, taunt and beat up to prove their masculinity to one another. They didn’t fear the queer boy as being able to hurt them back. All this and my body matched my identity. I identified as male, albeit an effeminate one. I can’t imagine the torment of the body not matching my actual self and being subject to the cruelty of immature insecure school age peers.
It’s time to stand up for those who are being shut out. It’s time to stand up for children. It’s time to stand up for what is right. It’s time to stand up for ourselves. It’s time to stand up before it’s too late. We didn’t come this far to go backward.
Not any longer.
We came this far to love enough. We came this far to care enough.
A dear Blogger friend married his Someone of 20 years today in Palm Springs. We, Fearsome and I, were honored to have been able to attend. The wedding was kept secret, for the most part, to keep it a simple quiet occasion at the Riverside County administration offices. Fearsome was a last minute Best Man, Larry & Tim were the handy witnesses, Ron was the spur of the moment photographer and Pat was the official accidental visiting foreign dignitary.
The added bonus was that the dearest blogger friend was asked to witness a wedding for a couple that was there all alone just the two of them who were obviously very much in love.
A great Captian America history article can be found HERE. Simply by clicking you will be wisked away to the very article in the very Washington Post. Fearsome is loving the subscription I bought him.
Fearsome and I are not comic history buffs, but one thing we do know is that Captian America came into existence during World War II. The very first issue shows Captain America fighting the injustice of the ultimate of inhumane discrimination.
Discrimination is born out of fear and ignorance. Fear of loss and ignorance of other cultures. Discrimination is actually the ego trying to build itself up out of a lonely inferior dark place.
A famous quote comes to mind:
Captain America was born out of values. Values of acceptance, freedom, growth, opportunity and bravery. Values that support humanity. The values that through humility and the realization that no one is better than any other, we may raise each other to equality and freedom beyond petty ego.
Stand up. Stay the corse. Don’t ever loose sight of what is good, nor ever stop working toward the goal of greater good.
I’ll never forget the first time I saw this film, Fearsome would never let me. He was but a close cropped goatee at the time but none the less he has always loved good cinema.
This scene is classic.
It is fun to see how those with high opinions of themselves react to truth is it not?
Due to unfortunate circumstances the need for a Hero is now upon us.
Is it not time to realize that the Hero we need is us? All we must do is stand up, speak out and help our fellow man. Do right. Stand up. Act.
Support justice and support journalism.
True correct journalism is needed now more than ever. Free news is not news.
Subscribe to good journalism. Why not good upstanding news papers online or in print? Just this week we subscribed to The Washington Post. Give it, or another, a try. Let’s us put our money where our mouth is.
Let us speak out, speak justly, speak truth and speak with love. Love for our fellow man.
There is no black, no white, no brown, no yellow, no gay, no straight, no Jew, no Christian, no atheist, no Muslim, no gender, no anything other than HUMAN.
Hero. Be one.