(faxed to Robertson on 1/25/96)
There is a growing spirit of intolerance in our land. Since the 1600s, when fundamentalist Christians chased Roger Williams to Rhode Island and burned 'witches' at the stake in Salem, similar cycles of intolerance have littered the nation with broken bodies and ruined dreams. Now, it's happening again. And that's why we're writing you.
We are convinced that your relentless campaign against homosexuality is a primary cause of the growing spirit of intolerance towards lesbian, gay, and bisexual Americans. We have monitored every 700 Club broadcast since you came to visit me in the Virginia Beach City Jail in March, 1995. And though you condemn violence, we are also convinced that your false and inflammatory anti-homosexual rhetoric leads indirectly to the very violence you condemn.
By Jeff Walsh
As a teenager, Jamie Nabozny tried to kill himself just so he wouldn't have to go to school.
From seventh to eleventh grade at Ashland Middle and Ashland High Schools in Wisconsin, Nabozny was: harassed, spit on, mock-raped while other students laughed, urinated on, called a "fag" by a teacher and kicked repeatedly in the stomach by his fellow students. He eventually dropped out of school.
By Jeff Walsh
A newsgroup for gay and lesbian youth seeking help is constantly flooded with questions of how to balance sexuality and spirituality. The struggle to balance the two proves fatal for many teens, and it almost killed Mel White.
White, 55, is now the Minister of Justice for the Metropolitan Community Churches nationwide. As late as 1991, Dr. White's resume read like an entry out of Who's Who in the Religious Right. He wrote speeches for Ollie North, was a ghostwriter on a book for Jerry Falwell, worked with Jim Bakker and Pat Robertson and walked along the beach with Billy Graham.
So... I finally got up the courage to go to the doctor this morning... and guess what?!?! He called this morning, 10minutes before I had to leave and said that they had to reschedual. Granted he has a life too... someone has died in his family. But fuck! I gathered myself together for this and for what?!?! Nothing. Now I have to put myself throught this living hell again in two weeks. GRRRR.
Sunny sings to herself *Onward Christian Soldiers, marching as to war, with the cross of Jesus, going as before* I'm not sure what that has to do with anything, but singing it makes me feel better. I'm glad, to say the least, that this place is here for me to vent at... it's sort of like a Virtual journal.
Today started as a great day. Watched Lilo&Stitch on DVD and enjoyed it as much as the first time.
Then, I logged on to hotmail but damn.......somehow I couldn't. In the end, I had to get in through the "forgot my password" link which required me to change my password.
initially, I thought it's just hotmail gona a little crazy. But come to think of it, I couldn't enter becoz my password was incorrect. Strangely, i didn't change it!! the only explanation would be someone answered my secret question, changed the password and logged in to me account.
Mrs. Jokla kept me after class to talk about my
Anyone from South Africa?
I'm pretty new at the entire blog scene... I'm guessing it sorta works like an online journal... rants, secrets, all that jazz go in here or something right?
Well... I have nothing much to say at the moment... since we've been hit with a huge snow storm and have been snowed in since Monday... we've been off since last Friday and so on and so forth... hopefully we get of Friday as well... I'm sorta sitting on a raft in the middle of nowhere (in my mind) right now, so.... until next time
Nothing will change that much as far as what I do here, except all of my diary entries and such will now be on my personal site.