Usually when SFL takes a summer break, the timing works out perfect and I get to cover a big gay rights decision by the Supreme Court. I was here for Windsor. I was here for Obergefell. But with no decision pending this year, I thought I'd quietly post a little legal news mixed with my new favorite Latino alternative and house music tracks. I didn't expect the gay 9/11. That's exactly what this is.
There seems to be some debate going on as to whether this was an act of terrorism or whether it was a hate crime, but my best guess now is that it seems to be both. You can have a strong hatred of homosexuals AND allegiance to radical Islam. In fact the two go together.
Came back from a nice night with a friend to the news. Shocked, horrified, heart broken. Having spent so much of my life, and so many of my best happiest times in gay clubs, I can't even grasp the horror of it. And I can't help those anguished souls in Orlando.Usually when I post pics like the one here, it's for a touch of salaciousness. But this time it's an act of defiance. The perpetrator of this atrocity was allegedly provoked by two men kissing in Miami. That could have been my husband and I, just like it could have been us in that club that night. I'm far from the days when I corralled clubs like Warsaw, Uncle Charlies, and Paragon on a nightly basis, but the man and I still like to tear up the dance floor when the opportunity arises. There are only a few big gay dance clubs left in the state, and Pulse was one of them.
But I can be extra f**king gay today.
If the sight of two men kissing is still unusual enough to invoke this kind of reaction, the first thing that I resolve to do is to kiss by husband everywhere and all the time, until it's so commonplace that no one notices anymore. We will not back down.