By Jeff Walsh
Truth isn't stranger than fiction for Wilson Cruz.
When Cruz portrayed Rickie last year on the acclaimed-albeit-canceled television show "My So-Called Life," truth doubled as fiction as he brought his own painful and sometimes repressed memories of growing up gay to the screen.
The show was lauded by critics for its honesty and willingness to talk about real issues concerning teenagers. And as many television shows spent the holiday season making oh-so-hip references to "It's a Wonderful Life" while showing family togetherness scenes that would make Newt Gingrich feel all warm inside, My So-Called Life told a bitter truth as it followed Rickie, who ran away from home before Christmas because he was having problems with his sexuality.
A new book examines a gay son's suicide, and his mother's new life.
By Jeff Walsh
Bobby Griffith's four-year struggle with being gay and trying to live a Christian life ended on Aug. 27, 1983.
On that day, the twenty-year-old California man backflipped off a freeway overpass in Portland, OR., timing his leap so his body would be struck and killed by an oncoming tractor-trailer.
By Jeff Walsh
To this writer, gay pride always seemed an uneven mix of sex and politics. But that all changed when I went to the 1994 Pride Parade in New York City. I had written against gay pride parades before attending that event, but my viewpoint changed when I saw the school bus come down the street.
It's all kind of surreal now, so I don't know if it was a real school bus. For some reason, I think it was a fake float made to look like a school bus. In any event, the float was sponsored by the Hetrick-Martin Institute, a gay city high school.
I want to say something. I'm not sure what. I'm disappointed I guess. I have been told to learn not to expect things from people. Or rather,not to expect people to be better than what they are.
leisa82: i dont know why it bothers and disappoints me so much the way that people act and treat eachother on oasis
anonymous: It is irksome- but nothing can be done
leisa82: unfortunately so
leisa82: and for me its a rampant thing
Lying in my bed I hear the clock tick,
And think of you
Caught up in circles confusion
Is nothing new
Flashback warm nights
Almost left behind
Suitcases of memories,
Sometimes you picture me
I'm walking too far ahead
You're calling to me, I can't hear
What you've said
Then you say go slow
I fall behind
The second hand unwinds
If you're lost you can look and you will find me
It's important to be proud of who you are, and what you've earned. It doesn't mean that you don't have things to learn. It means that you've accomplished something you find personally meaningful. If you can't take pride in that, what can you take pride in?
I have finally made a lifelong goal feasible. It doesn't mean I know everything -- although I do know my spelling. It just means that I've been successful. That I've learned to work hard and well.
Why People Lose My Respect
Lack of Common Sense
i have far too much to do. i have a podiatrist appointment tomorrow at 1:45 so i have to leave school early, and then right after that appointment i have to go to my soccer game.
whats keeping me going? my sweettasting bed. and my souldecision cd.