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Oct. 22nd, 2010

Cut for video. It Gets Better: President Obama. )

I had to watch this several times and think about it rather hard before I managed to let go of my cynicism - the timing is rather suspicious, is it not? - and my anger - the obvious disconnect between his words and his policies, of course - which, I suppose, is good for my blood pressure in this new form. Can't let it rise too high at the apparent age of thirty-one, after all.

But aside from the late-in-the-game appeal for our votes and the mixed message he's sending by having his DOJ appeal the DADT ruling while speaking out against discrimination, this is... a really good thing. We've got to- have our own elected officials in office and we've got to see men with his status speaking out in hopes of stemming the tide of senseless deaths. If even one bullied teenager sees that video and thinks "hey, that's the President of the United States speaking to me and telling me that the world is changing for the better and that I should be there to help affect change, even just to see the change that will happen in my lifetime... yeah, things will get better", if even one bullied teenager sees the outpouring of support that is coming from all levels of society and government and puts the thought of guns or nooses out of his or her mind, then it will all have made a difference and I'll be able, in this particular case, to let go of my lingering cynicism. Also? I like his tie.

Time to change back and actually go into the office for the first time in... oh, I don't know. I'm lucky that most of my work can be done from home and that they love me for my name and status. This switching back and forth is making me dizzy and I miss-

Oct. 19th, 2010

oh, thinkin' about all our younger years...

Glibt feels Harvey leave the city and checks himself into a hotel half an hour after Harvey's presence fades from his mind, not knowing whether he's going to stay the night. Sitting on the edge of the bed, he stares down at smooth, young hands, and tries to just think. He knows that he hadn't meant to take the fight out of Harvey, something that no one before him had ever managed, not Bryant, not White, not lovers who attempted or committed suicide. He knows that he hadn't meant for Cris' traits and mannerisms to reappear in Matthew's personality, he had just wanted to be younger, younger than Mark, and young in general after decades of laugh lines and the odd gray hair that he never told anyone about. He knows that he hadn't wanted to parade what Harvey couldn't have in front of him, he'd just wanted to warn Harvey of the change so they could prepare for the increased challenge of being around each other. His intentions had been pure, Glibt tells himself as he runs his fingers through Matthew's hair anxiously and prepares to shift.

Matthew Stonewall shifts to Harvey Stonewall and realization hits Glibt with the force of multiple bullets. )

It's a bit like killing Cris, killing the last bit of innocence that remains within Glibt, the tiny part of him that still sees the world as a beautiful place despite all the hatred and violence within it. But, no, Cris, and Glibt's innocence, died with the first burst of phantom pain in the young god's right wrist. All Glibt is doing is finally burying him, finally putting him to rest.

Telling himself that it'll be worth it if Harvey regains the will to fight eventually, if he and Harvey can manage to be in the same room ever again, Glibt gets up to look in the mirror and takes in the sight of Harvey Stonewall's eyes staring out from Matthew Stonewall's face, with no sign at all of Cris Stonewall, and sighs mournfully. Harvey Milk has died and has returned. Cris Stonewall has died and will never return. Harvey and Glibt, while they will always love each other, are finally, truly, completely...

By the time Glibt picks up his phone, the sky is dark, as dark and dim as his mood.

Mark. )

Oct. 14th, 2010

I learned a long time ago to celebrate whenever a victory was won but to view each individual victory as a step in the process, as a rung on the ladder to equality, as something that could easily be snatched away from us, or, at least, attempted to be snatched away from us. Perhaps it's cynical of me to be constantly looking ahead for the wrench that I know will get thrown into the works, but there's always something, isn't there? Violence, orange juice heiresses, assassinations, divides within myself, propositions, hate crimes and someone standing up in Congress and announcing that a certain hate crime wasn't actually a hate crime when the deceased young man's mother is in the room, stays, circuit courts, counterprotests, Fred Phelps, the threat of referendums, Department of Justice appeals...

So, no, I'm not surprised to learn that, a few days after a discriminatory law was deemed unconstitutional and the government was ordered to halt the outcome immediately, the Department of Justice is planning on appealing the ruling. This is, after all, the same administration that is going to appeal the ruling that stated that DOMA is unconstitutional.

Not surprised, but definitely disheartened, as always.

Sep. 17th, 2010

Glibt had known, of course, that the announcement would come eventually; power from a marriage between two Christian immortals was something he hadn't felt before. It worried him at the time, but the anxiety had been overtaken by the feelings of joyousness coming from the happy couple. After that first burst of power, Glibt had let the two Saints fade into the back of his mind as he went about his work. And approximately two months later, Glibt had inhaled sharply upon seeing George's blog post, mentally preparing for what was to come. The first wasn't too bad; Glibt had been able to stomach seeing the words that had caused his people so much pain. But upon seeing the second example of hatred and bigotry, Glibt shoved his laptop away from him and would not check the immortal blogs for several days.

The Saints could handle their own and there was no need for him to get involved. And there was definitely no need to subject himself to the hatred and stupidity of the willfully ignorant.

Delivered to Sebastian and George. )

Once the gifts were sent, Glibt ignored the internet and went back to work instead, happy with the thought that he was slowly and surely working to fill the world with acceptance, working toward erasing hatred, and working so that, eventually, two men wouldn't be judged for being in love.

Sep. 7th, 2010

With Wednesday morning's mail, light purple envelopes were delivered to... George Washington, Lady Columbia, Lady Liberty, Uncle Sam, Britannia, the Republican Party, the Libertarian Party, the Green Party, the Constitution Party, the Modern Whig Party, the Log Cabin Republican Party, the Tea Party, the Black Panther Party, the Marijuana Party, Johnny Rebel, Billy Yank, Media, African-American Civil Rights, Feminism, Harvey Milk, John F. Kennedy, Marijuana, prominent mortal Democrats, prominent mortal LGBTQ activists/celebrities. )

OOC: Obviously, some of these invites are for political reasons. XD Plus ones are welcome and if your character is planning on attending, please comment/RSVP to this post so we'll know who will actually be there! Thank you! <3

Aug. 26th, 2010

So, Ken Mehlman, who managed Bush's 2004 campaign and was the former chairman of the Republican National Committee, came out. This isn't a surprise to me, obviously, but he is the most senior Republican to openly speak about his homosexuality. And it's not his reasons I take issue with; he said that he knew his upcoming participation in an AFER fundraiser would raise questions. And I do like that my conservative faction is pleased, I do like the publicity... but he could have done it earlier, he could have tried to work within his party for the rights of a minority group that he is a part of. It simply feels like too little, too late, especially considering he approved racist ads against candidates, campaigned for anti-gay politicians and 21 states banned same-sex marriage during his tenure. Actually, I think one of my liberal bloggers said it best: "Gee thanks, shitbag. That's like offering to help rebuild a house when YOU were the fucker that helped BURN IT DOWN." So, basically, welcome to the ranks of the marginalized, Mehlman. Don't expect to be a Grand Marshal at any of my parades.

Anyway, I'd forgotten how long the flight to Hawaii is. But there was lots of sleep to be had on the plane and now that I've settled into the hotel and spoken to Thomas, I'm going to organize my next few days. The lawsuit down here is in its infancy, but I'm here to consult briefly. And my bosses at the Agenda, who, by the way, have been completely understanding about all my vacation time as long as I still get everything done, are emailing me some work I can sink my teeth into while I'm here.

Does anyone want souvenirs?

Phone call log: Glibt and Thomas. )

Aug. 25th, 2010

Playing Dr. Laura's hate speech without censoring the n-word, the (very Caucasian) host saying the n-word uncensored, a NASDAQ-style ticker rolling over the bottom of the screen which contained several discriminatory slurs (including 'fag'), a disgusting report on bedbugs, my fiance using his flirty giggle with John Fitzgerald (yes, Mark can flirt and, yes, there's a specific flirting giggle), and my fiance giving John Fitzgerald a 'manhug'...

All in one half an hour episode.

I think The Politics Fix is aiming to set some sort of record. Either that, or Mark likes sleeping on the couch.

Aug. 22nd, 2010

The Target and Best Buy boycotts are going "well". I put "well" in quotation marks because we really shouldn't have to throw our weight around like this, and we wouldn't have had to organize a boycott if they hadn't donated to an organization backing a state gubernatorial candidate who is against gay marriage. And they could have at least worked toward making amends when the HRC strongly advised them to donate to LGBTQ organizations, but "after two weeks of good-faith discussions – and two tentative agreements," Target declined "to take corrective action." Which is basically a middle finger shoved in the face of their LGBTQ customers, employees, and straight ally customers and employees. The boycott will continue and their shareholders will continue to hold them responsible for their poor choices until changes are made.

Anyway, Mark and I found our venue, the Kogod Courtyard at the National Portrait Gallery. It's beautiful normally, of course, but they showed me some sample photographs of what it could look like with various lighting options... I think we're going with something like this, just with blue accents instead of red. And we set a date; January fifteenth. So the venue and date are settled, the invitations should be sent out within a week...

Hopefully, once that's taken care of, everything else will fall into place!

Harvey. )

Aug. 19th, 2010

Mark. )

Aug. 8th, 2010

To-do. )

I can't help it, I'm still running on a power high and bolstering it with obscene amounts of coffee and I might as well take advantage of it and accomplish as much as I can. Tomorrow evening, though, I'm going to actually cook dinner (or try) so we don't have to order take-out yet again, and attempt to focus on wedding details for a little bit.

After all, January is approaching quickly!

Aug. 5th, 2010

These purported interests fail as a matter of law.

Let's dissect this verdict, shall we? )

Of course, it's not over, but we all knew that. Judge Walker has temporarily put his ruling on hold while he considers a request for a stay on his ruling, as Prop 8’s proponents appeal to the Ninth Circuit. No marriages today, but, oh, the symbolism. We're not different from them, he said, our relationships aren't inferior to theirs, he said, and it's unconstitutional to keep us from accessing a fundamental right.

And, of course, my opponents didn't waste any time, no, not at all.

Bring it. I feel like I could do pretty much anything today.

Harvey. )

Aug. 4th, 2010

I spent the past few hours compulsively refreshing the court website even though I knew I would feel it the instant a verdict was given and... we won, I won, Proposition 8 was just ruled "unconstitutional under both the due process and equal protection clauses", which was the full victory I was hoping for, which I, we, needed. Of course, it'll be appealed almost instantly and the case will likely end up in the Supreme Court in 2011 or 2012, but the fact of the matter is... we won. For now. And even though it'll be years before this specific war is won completely, we won this round, this battle, and it's a huge symbolic victory. This trial marked the first time that a federal court ruled on the constitutionality of denying same-sex couples the right to marry... and we won. It feels good; the celebrations of my people, of my activists, of the Californian couples who can now marry those they love, but I'm also made proud by the knowledge that I contributed personally to this victory. I, of course, have my hand in almost every large move my activists make, directing it all from behind the scenes, but that's the god, that's Glibt, that's LGBTQ Culture. I contributed to this case personally, as Harvey Stonewall, I consulted pro bono and was there for every second of it...

It's just plain good, on so many levels.

Allow me to be repetitive: We fucking won.

Jul. 23rd, 2010

DADT Protester Lieutenant Choi Is Officially Discharged From Army.

We all knew that it was a danger, we all knew that it was likely to happen, but that doesn't make it hurt any less, doesn't make me less angry, and doesn't lessen the fact that the Army lost an extremely valuable asset as a direct result of its bigotry.


Jul. 8th, 2010

I'm not entirely sure if a boycott is the right thing to do in the case of Lingle, in the case of Hawaii in general. True, she ignored a majority vote and trampled on LGBTQ rights, but the entire state shouldn't suffer for her bigotry. No, I can't condone a boycott, but you can be sure I'll be pushing for a lawsuit and will work my fingers down to the bone to ensure that said lawsuit succeeds in bringing equality to Hawaii.

However, the language she used in her statement should be a huge eye opener to the entire United States and paves the way not only for the eventual lawsuit, but for real change. The message from the conservative faction, from gay marriage opponents, especially during the Proposition 8 campaign, is that my people already have equal rights in states where they are allowed to enter into domestic partnerships, into civil unions. After all, apparently these partnerships give similar rights as heterosexual marriage and, as such, why do we need to infringe upon a word, an institution, that should, according to my opponents, remain exclusive to opposite-sex couples? Never mind the implications of such a dichotomy: LGBTQ aren't equal or deserving of entering into marriages, no, that's only for the straight folk. But what Lingle said - “House Bill 444 is essentially marriage by another name,” - basically tells the United states that marriage isn't simply a word, it's more than that. It's about equal rights, equal responsibilities, equal protections. And we deserve our equality.

There's a lot I can do with this. There's a lot I can get accomplished on a quickly-changing playing field. It's something to think about on the flight to my new Iowa property tonight. Still, I changed my form and packed a bikini for a reason; we're taking a long weekend and I probably shouldn't be thinking too much about work during it. I'll give it my best shot.

Edit: Court Calls DOMA 'Unconstitutional'. I don't think "fuck yeah" quite covers what I'm feeling right now. A step, a major step and I want Mark to come home right now can't stop smiling!

Jul. 4th, 2010

I've had time to think about it, but I'm still not quite sure, so I'll open it up to public debate. Does anyone have suggestions when it comes to names for this puppy? Current front-runners are Freddie and Oscar. Let's just not talk about all the names I've rejected so far.

Left for Mark. )

Private. )
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Jun. 29th, 2010

I can't remember ever having a better birthday. For those who were not at my party, I hope you enjoyed the fireworks that flew up into the sky of New York City and exploded in showers and pink and purple light and hope. It has been a very successful and jubilant Pride Month and I want to thank all of those, mortal and immortal, who participated and those who merely watched it all unfold with a smile on their faces. A busy month, to be certain, and as soon as I take care of a few issues that arose during my absence from the Pride Agenda, I plan on sleeping for at least a day. Maybe less. There's still work to be done.

And once I wake? Well, there's a first edition of De Profundis to be read, a puppy to name, six new homes to visit and furnish... am I forgetting something?

Ah, yes, and a wedding to plan. Exciting!

Thank you notes delivered to Media, Marijuana and Heroin (and Thomas), Lady Liberty, Johnny and Emo, Lady Columbia, George Washington, Uncle Sam, and Harvey Milk. )

Jun. 17th, 2010

Exerpt of yesterday's Proposition 8 closing arguments. )

A good day, a really good day. Yes, it's looking like it'll go to the Supreme Court no matter what happens, but if we win here... I almost didn't want to leave last night, but if I wanted to make it to San Diego in time for their Pride celebration today, I had to because they throw a hell of a party. Now all we have to do is wait, wait and hope, and my waiting will be filled with hitting every Pride celebration I can as I make my way back to NYC in time for Pridefest, the parade and, of course, my birthday.

'Important' questions: Who's throwing me a birthday party this year? And, when it comes to NYC Pride, should I go for the blond or the red wig for my drag costume?

Thomas. )

May. 27th, 2010

House, Senate panels approve 'don't ask, don't tell' compromise.

I got flooded by calls and texts immediately after, but I felt it, a landmark vote, the first time that any congressional body voted to repeal it since it came into existence. Celebration, joy, hope, it's everywhere and I have to clean up the mess I made in the living room, but that doesn't matter because the full bill comes up for a vote tomorrow. It could be successfully repealed by tomorrow and, yes, then the military review of the matter has to happen and then it needs to be approved by President Obama, the defense secretary and the chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff, but it's happening, finally.

I'm catching a red eye to DC as soon as I calm down enough to throw clothes into a suitcase. Can't not be there for the vote and I'm leaving the bridal magazines at home; as much as I want to obsessively plan every detail of the wedding, this is more important.

May. 23rd, 2010

Phone call to Media. )

May. 22nd, 2010

Delivered to Harvey's LGBTQ youth center for him to discover once he returns from the benefit. )

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