Hating the H8

I'm weighing in late on this, but I need to say that the month since a very inspiring election has consistently been undercut by my anger at the passage of Proposition 8 in California. I circle back almost daily to this, thinking about my gay friends who — on a daily basis — face messages that their love doesn't count, or counts less than, or counts almost as much as, but not quite.

Well, fuck that. And anybody who is knowingly or unknowingly sending out those vibes.

Full citizenship is this country is as foundational a right as I can imagine. That we are, at this late date, sorting people into bins because of who they love is, simply put, insane.

I'm past the point where I can simply sit back and thank my lucky stars for my good fortune that I was born liking women rather than men. I'm past the point where I can leave the status quo in place for my daughters, my nieces and nephews, and all the kids of the next generation who deserve to grow up in an America that will -- should they be so lucky as to find the love of a lifetime -- not actively disrespect that love.

This Wednesday is scheduled to be "A Day Without A Gay." I'll be at work, because the point of this day is to make visible how many of our friends and family are not as straight as, well, me.

But my heart will be with my friends who are "Calling in Gay." And I made a Creative Commons licensed poster to underscore this point.




The CC license means you are free to take it, clean it up (my graphic design superhero/wife is a tad overbooked), improve upon it and maybe challenge the thinking of some people who need a good swift kick in the challenge.

Take this poster and use it or make it better.
H8.pdf