The above picture is of one of the nut jobs who are part of the Westboro Baptist Church in Topeka, Kansas. Sadly, our Vice President is a friend of these groups, as he has never spoken out against their hatred. And that leads me to the most notable item of my day - the GLBT Center.
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A while back, the GLBT Center got "pamphleted" late on "Pride Day". Although everyone suspected that it was related to the new congregation renting space in separate, isolated area of the same building, nothing ever came of it except that the GLBT Center now uses security cameras. Today, another round of pamphleting took place, and the center was closed to volunteers while the police were on site. This didn't cause me a great problem, but it was a minor inconvenience to me, as I had already dressed as Marian and had to leave the house before my cleaning lady came. If I had received the call an hour earlier, I'd have dressed as Mario and slept until the cleaning lady arrived.
Although it was only a minor inconvenience for me, I am disgusted that this is the second time the center got pamphleted - and it could be worse next time. Whenever the forces of hate choose you as a target, you must put up a good defense, lest you be harmed by these folk.
The health of a society can easily be measured by it treats people in its lower status echelons. In the past, Jews, Blacks, Asians, and other minorities have all been singled out for abuse. Yet, in America, we have developed a relatively tolerant society. And in the past generation or so, we have grown to include Gays and Lesbians among the classes we tolerate and deem worthy of protection. (I can't say that homosexuality is accepted by all, but I can say that most people believe that they should be harmed for something that is an innate part of the person's identity. So I use the word "tolerated" here.) With the current political regime in Washington, I see only a short term setback as its narrow base can't be sustained with current demographic trends.
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Each week, I go to a game night meetup in Yonkers. And each time I attend this meetup, I am reminded of the goodness of people, as this group accepted me as Marian, even though they knew I am transgender. Over the years I've attended this meetup, the host and hostess have defended me simply because I am a human being. And I have received Christmas presents from them as well. (One of these gifts is a pair of pierced earrings that I hope to be able to wear very soon.)
The people I've met at this met at this meetup make me feel that for every one member of the WBC, that there many more others who will defend my right to be my authentic self and to exercise my full rights as a citizen of this country. And this gives me hope for the future....