(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.
that's all i need to do now.
chill, play ultimate mortal kombat 3 , and read harry potter.
in case you weren't aware .. my arcade stick arrived.. such a fun toy.. been playing street fighter all week.
Well , fare thee well as i mince off into the sunset and go get some well deserved _sleep_
Im back from the murky weather Florida vacation. We pretty much had alot of rain in Florida on the most part. But it was utterly fab cruising Universal Studios with a gay friend(an old crush)and my parents. Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday we had some rays but was still chilly. OH well
Returning to Michigan wasnt what I had in mind. I had a sheer bliss of being away from home, away from the old shite, even though my parents were with me. My mother and I are really close. So it was cool both ways. It was also nice to get off line and be away from the computer once in a while. Since computer is my first and my only way of communicating with others. Phones are useless when you are deaf.
An overview of Maggie's boifriend (whose role in Cinderella she not-so-secretly covets) and the growing suspicion of her mother.
And a really cool graphic I dug up.
My gift is my rant
And this one's for you
And you can tell everybody, this is your rant
I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind
That I put down in words
How rant-i-ful life is
Now you're in the world ;-)
First off, and apology, to you, Holly. I told you this would be up in the morning, and well, it wasn't. LOL! Can you ever forgive me? *gives best puppy dog eyes*
Ok here goes the ranting, just for you.
I stood by the door for nearly a half hour, I couldn't bring myself to leave but I didn't know what to do if I stayed. I think my experiment just failed.
Well, This is gonna ruffle alot of feathers. And I am gonna say it anyways.