Impassioned Eloquence.
Barbara Jordan’s opening speech from Nixon’s 1974 hearing still rings true today.
Let the inquiries begin.
History
Go ask Alice, when she’s ten feet tall
50 years ago today:
Jefferson Airplane – White Rabbit – Grace Slick – Woodstock – August 17, 1969
I don’t remember Woodstock even though one of the earliest memories I have is the Lunar landing in 1969. Woodstock is in good company as I don’t remember Stonewall either. Even though 1969 is spotty in my memory bank, I am happy that I was around to at the least remember a few events that happened in that year packed with many historical landmarks.
1980 West Hollywood
Quite the Gay history find. Therefore we post.
Santa Monica Boulevard 1980.
July 16, 1969
Today marks the 50th anniversary of the launch of Apollo 11.
With Neil Armstrong and Buzz Aldrin on board, Apollo 11 would land man on the surface of Earth’s only moon 4 days later on July 20, 1969. This first ever lunar landing is one of my very first memories.
The Apollo mission occurred during one of our country’s most turbulent times some 9 years after one of our greatest presidents set a simple, yet difficult, clear goal with a time limit. Good leaders challenge us to grow, great leaders bring us together. It is only together that we can achieve great things.
In honor of yet another 50th anniversary of history, I post my favorite musical memory of 1969.
🎵Harmony and understanding🎶 🎵Sympathy and trust abounding🎶
Worthy goals for a society. May the lyrics of this 50 year old tune inspire and enlighten our society toward better.
The 5th Dimension – Aquarius / Let the Sunshine – 1969
1969-2019
It has now been just over 50 years since the raid of The Stonewall Inn.
We’ve come a long way.
Now isn’t the time to turn back.
Live, love, hope and vote like your life depends on it. Because? Because your life and freedoms actually do depend on your participation, on your vote.
Happy San Diego Pride Y’all!
History … a sign that symbolizes a movement
Stonewall Inn 1969
Gay Anthems!
Dance parties often start with an easy intro. You know, a tune that starts a crescendo that will serve as a foundation on which an incredible dance party experience builds.
I’ve posted this tune more than once before. By now Fearsome Beard regulars will realize it is one of my all time favorites. I post it today specifically in honor of all of those before me who dared to love the love they deeply understood, the true love they felt, even though society told them that dare not.
I dedicate this incredibly beautiful anthem those who inspire us today to be who we are and to stand not only for ourselves but those who will follow us. I dedicate it to them because they were never Being Boring, they were just finally being themselves.
Pet Shop Boys – Being Boring – 1990
To those courageous people who finally said “Oh, Hell No!” …Thank you!
50 Years
My human memory does not start when I was born. My memory starts sometime after that in small fuzzy flashes. From what I gather from family photos, conversations and history, my memory probably dates back to sometime about 1969.
I can honestly say that the most significant thing I remember from 1969 was the moon landing we watched on our color console TV. I can also honestly say I do not remember the Stonewall riots in New York City that same year. I grew up in a small city in Southwest Virginia. Happenings in the metropolis of New York didn’t really make headlines there, especially happenings that involved police raiding a gay bar.
Tonight marks the 50th anniversary of that raid of The Stonewall Inn. A raid that was the spark that started a movement. A movement that I would call an uprising. An uprising that is still underway. An uprising that must continue.
May we see Stonewall for what it is. It is an inspiration. An inspiration worth continuing.
Happy Pride Y’all!
XO
Beyond Stonewall
All of us are part of history.
We each have our own story.
Our stories affect others, thus we affect a greater society.
Sometimes the smallest action creates massive change.
What’s your story?
I came out in high school. As a young freshman in 1979 after having been beaten by a group of bullies, this “queer faggot” was suspended from school. The rules were that no matter who or what caused a fight, if you were involved you were suspended. After a trip to the hospital and many facial stitches I faced a choice. Move to a private school or return and face my oppressors.
I chose to return and face my oppressors. After walking back into school with the swelling and bruises still apparent, I walked past them. This time when I was called faggot instead of denying it, ignoring it or hiding from it I took it as my own and replied “So what if I am?”
The bullying changed. I won’t say it stopped completely, but I will say it stopped having power over me.
I found that some started to accept me and over time the bullying practically disappeared. Yeah there was a comment now and then from an insecure asshole, but it was no longer aggressively oppressing. I had the power now because I took my power back by accepting and saying “I am gay, I am a faggot, queer or whatever.” High school turned out pretty good after all. Not perfect, but pretty damn good.
The change I see is this:
I changed my world by accepting who and what I was. I changed other’s worlds by allowing them to see, know and be friends with an out gay man. I also allowed others who were gay to follow me into their own truth.
“Live Your Life, Live Your Truth and Live It 24/7”
Trailblazers…
Survivors…
Inspirations…
A Stonewall Memory
Mark Segal was only 18 years old and new to New York when he found himself inside Stonewall the night of the raid June 28, 1969. He shares his recollection of that night.
Before Stonewall
The pressures of oppression were building long before Stonewall. Let us not forget the many who trudged the unknown paths prior to June 28, 1969.
Leaders
Many attribute the uprising of Stonewall to the drag queens and transgender present the night of the raid 50 years ago. Today much of our leadership is inspired by those same members of our diverse community.
Diversity and acceptance are character qualities I support, admire and strive toward. I applaud those who step up and out, to lead us through living their own truth. It is through their vulnerability that courage and strength are born.
Thank you to Peppermint, Lady Bunny and Sasha Velour for your inspiration and leadership.
Tipping Points
While the video’s title didn’t thrill me by starting with the words “Old Gays”, I was interested to see what insight the video held. My takeaway is when the one immediately responds that the significance of Stonewall is what happened afterwards and that is still unfolding.
As pride month continues in its 50th year after Stonewall let us continue the significance of this humble rebellion and it’s aftermath. Happy Pride.
Harvey Milk
Trailblazer.
Harvey’s foray into politics followed closely after Stonewall yet it took him several tries to finally get elected into office. However as he did, he blazed a trail. Like those who took a stand the night of Stonewall and into the days that followed, Harvey took a stand and he persevered.
Neither the rioters nor Harvey knew where their new paths would lead, yet look where we are today. Let us make all of them proud and continue our march forward. America and the whole world can only be great if we keep moving forward toward better horizons of understanding, respect and equality. It’s up to us as there is much left to do.
Christopher Street West
While Stonewall is commemorated as the flash point into LGBTQI activism and equality, LGBTQI history is diverse and lengthy.
This short documentary gives a glimpse into the life and movement out here on the west coast prior to, during and after Stonewall.
We have come a long way, yet we have a long way ahead of us as well.
Stonewall
”This is what we lived with at that time.”
If they ever do find a cure,
I just want to be there.
1989 was the year the film Longtime Companion was released. 1989 was the height of the AIDS crisis. My friends, and lovers, were being diagnosed left and right. My friends, and lovers, were dying left and right.
Needless to say this movie was a timely written timeline of the short decade that proceeded it. The short decade that was my coming of age as a gay man. I came out while in high school in 1980. Almost, not all, of my early friends and lovers in the gay community at the least became infected, or died. At the time this movie was released I was but one of very few I knew who remained HIV negative.
It wasn’t if I would succumb, it was when. Somehow I remain, thankfully, uninfected.
When this final scene came up on the big screen in front of me and my friends with which I sat, we began to cry. Sobbing with ugly tears. Tears of grief, loss and yet hope. Hope that one day our nightmare would end. Hope that one day we might once again see, hold, love and kiss those we once knew. Hope that at the least we wouldn’t loose any more loved ones to this horrible disease.
Time passed, infection rates dropped. We learned and eventually treatments improved.
Today there isn’t yet a cure but there is prevention. With science and research, particularly STEM CELL RESEARCH, a cure may one day become reality. Remember that your vote counts, your future vote may be needed to not only ensure the necessary research we now have but to restore it.
It’s pride month. Be proud of who you are. Respect others for being who they are. Understand those who are different. Love your sister and your brother. Vote for progress. Strive to be better.
(This Post is dedicated to Jerry Smoot who was my first friend, and occasional lover, I lost to AIDS. At a young 38 years, he was just coming into his prime. Jerry, when the scene came on the screen I envisioned you running onto that beach to hug me, kiss me and hold me.)
Love is Love is Love is Love
Love that dare not speak it’s name, however love just the same.
May I be grateful for the freedoms I have today, but not take those very freedoms for granted.
Stonewall
The accuracy of many varying accounts of exactly what happened at the Stonewall Inn the night of June 28, 1969 are often debated. The story below offers several first hand recollections laying to rest several myths as well as confirming other truths.
What we do know is that it was a chaotic scene which resulted in a movement. A movement which simply asked for respect.
