Sunday, September 2, 2012
These “drive by” insults are annoying.
I joined the Army in 1981. I never saw battle except in the “homeland.”
We donate to United Way, Blue Mountain Humane Society and Walla Walla Hospice. We assist elderly friends, our parents.
Yet, some people still say we’re not equals. They’re ignorant.
Folks paid with their lives to set this country on a more equal path.
Now “marriage equality” is up for a vote — bipartisan-passed legislation.
Many of us raise children deserving equality. Dignity.
Someone will surely go off, I just know it, with ignorant, derogatory rants.
Democracies that understand civil rights and equal rights embody dignity into their citizens. It is in their constitutions — not because it was there in the beginning, but because these countries evolved. Women would not have the right to vote, blacks would still be property if the U.S. had not evolved.
Eleven countries recognize “marriage equality.” Canada, with “marriage equality” (nine years) is harmonious. Unlike its big cousin, the U.S., Canada isn’t bogged down on the marriage equality drama.
For weeks a Ford sedan passes on Roosevelt Street heading south. A man in his mid-40s is yelling derogatory gay slurs. Three separate drive-bys — each time I suppose he thinks he’s “the man.” I laugh. Perhaps he should drive by in a big truck. He hates our “Marriage Equality” signs. They’re staying put!
I feel empathy for this guy, but I know people like this can be extremely dangerous. I know. I was a vicim of a hate crime in 1987.
I had nightmares for months on end. Time heals physical scars — now my badge says, “I won! I survived!”
Many victims stay locked in fear, never trusting. It was heartbreaking, not all of us escaped our hell. Suicide extinguished some wrecked souls .
My personal war was not knowing who my enemy was.
Masks, no human face to see, my soul began to die. Hideous pig mask etched into my psyche. Hog-tied face down and shot point blank! Shell fragments in 13 locations.
Intensive police investigating finally arrested and convicted a former work associate and an accomplice. They were out in four years! After three years my heart began to heal. I put faces on men behind the pig mask! My soul was free to soar and it did!
To the guy who “drives by” — grow up! Definitely not cool!
The horrific assault of 1987 changed me. My ability to feel safe, trust and even forgive. I did forgive..
In our garden everyday I find beauty and reason ...