An Open Letter to Pat Robertson from Dr. Mel White
(faxed to Robertson on 1/25/96)
Dear Pat,
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.
Jamie Nabozny, 20, of Minneapolis, Minnesota
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.
One gay man's journey to find God, and himself
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.
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15 February, 2003 - 8:50am — adbakBlah. I feel like shit. Actually, i'm just in a shitty mood. Explain, you say? Certainly, but lemme start at the beginning.
WARNING: This is a long post and was written at 1.30 ish in the morning. Read at your own peril.
Bleh.
15 February, 2003 - 6:40am — aliasedalexI can't explain it. At all. I am a bisexual twelve year old, and I just can't help thinking, "Why the hell haven't I came out yet?". I haven't come out to a single person, except for a few of my friends on other forums... Yet, I know that if I come out to my friends, I'll end up getting my ass handed to me by... 10-some people. I do not blame them (my friends) at all for being homophobic. They're mature enough to understand what bisexuality is, but not "mature, mature", at least enough to truly accept it, but hey, what twelve year old isn't? "Why not come out to your parents?" Plain and simple, fear of being shut out of their lives until (IF) they start to understand, with my helo of course.
~Shabadaba~
15 February, 2003 - 1:19am — DiamondDogLooking for love doesn't live in just one language...
~If you don't speak Spanish...this won't be of any help to you at all.~
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Sonnet for Valentine's Day
14 February, 2003 - 9:40am — desert13I was angry and sad earlier and I just felt like writing poetry. Now I'm tired, but feeling much better. Ok, so it's alliterative and it sounds old-fashioned. It made me feel better.
Sonnet for Valentine's Day
When buds unfurl and creeping vines are new,
The rumbling wind and sky and pounding rain
Shall sweep away the snow that does remain.
Then birds shall sing and cows, their anthem, too.
Absent.
14 February, 2003 - 8:40am — sneezing gurlI need someone to sleep with. Not stupid lame ass sex..no hot steamy love making. I just need to cuddle up and sleep. Someone I could curl up next to kiss the back of their neck..wrap my arm around them and feel safe and like the feeling of makin someone else feel safe. Do u know how hard I try to find just that!? I mean I look at every girl hoping I could do just that. And for some odd reason everyone thinks im a gay slut. Cause I keep juggling hoping to find just that. But shes not my type and then I give up.
The Amiguous Orientation - or, maybe, bisexuality
14 February, 2003 - 6:24am — RoaGOk.
So... I know that I owe [myself] the coming-out entry...
... but, like always, I've started thinking about things (why does that always lead to trouble?), and so now I'm going to pour my introspection into this silly little blog thing. Today my mom told me that I get online too much to think about these things; that I retreat into the depths of my mind and get lost along the way. I guess maybe she's right.
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