I don’t mention it often on this blog, but I have a brother. The thought of having any sort of bond with him besides a brotherly one disturbs me – I would rather watch a kitten get shot. Okay, maybe not the most pleasant hypothetical situation, but I think you get my point.
Here’s a question I’ve thought about ever since reading Forbidden by Tabitha Suzuma: is consensual incest between adults wrong? I understand that genetically it can lead to abnormalities and illnesses, and I’m confident that no one would wish any harm upon his or her child. But we allow people who have a higher probability of producing children with birth defects to reproduce, so logically, why are we banning brothers and sisters from doing so?
Furthermore, as a firm supporter of interracial relationships and homosexual equality, I find it hypocritical to condemn two consenting adults for loving one another. Continue reading
Cover via Goodreads.
Rating: 5/5 stars.
I sympathized with Cameron Post, the protagonist of this book, quickly. When her parents die in a car accident, Cameron’s first thought isn’t horror, or denial, or anger. It’s relief. Relief that they would never know she had just kissed a girl a few hours earlier. As a result of the accident Cam moves in with her conservative, super religious Aunt Ruth along with her grandmother. Life floats by smoothly enough in her small Southern town until Cam meets Coley Taylor, a fierce, beautiful, and supposedly straight cowgirl. Cam’s friendship with Coley develops into something intense and unexpected, something that could leave room for more. But when Aunt Ruth finds out about Cam and her “homosexual tendencies”, she sends her away and forces her to find out who she really is – and to confront the demons of her past and her future.
The Miseducation of Cameron Post is unlike any book I’ve read before. Continue reading
I’m Asian. Do you know what would really suck? If someone came up to me and said, “Yeah, I think being Asian will cause you to go to hell and that you’re committing a sin that will send your soul to eternal damnation. But, I still like you as a person though!”
Good thing that’s never happened to me.
Oh wait. It has. Sort of.
Hypocrisy at its finest. Image via bp.blogspot.com.
I like to think that I know the intent of the phrase “hate the sin, love the sinner.” It’s saying that people should forgive those who eat in excess or those who commit other sins that can be reformed – we have the right to be angry with the actions they’re taking, but we should still love the people and help them prosper and progress. Yes, you should hate the sick things sex addicts do, but should still love the sex addict as an individual and attempt to get him aid.
However, when it comes to homosexuality, this is a phrase that is often used by conservatives/religious people to try to mitigate the harshness of their hate. Continue reading
Wonderful precocious wisdom from Shania! Image via The New Normal.
Second post of the day! In yesterday’s episode of The New Normal, “Pardon Me” (season 1, episode 9) Bryan and David decided to revamp their Thanksgiving tradition of getting away from home – instead, they invited their close friends and family members to partake in a delicious, vegetarian feast. Things got a little rough when old tensions surfaced and new ones formed.
I haven’t written a review for a television episode in years, so I’ll keep it simple by separating my thoughts into three categories: plot, characterization, and themes. I have no experience in screenwriting or creating television shows, so please take this as a literal “review” – just me going over what I thought went on in the episode, focusing on things I loved, liked, or didn’t exactly appreciate. Please don’t hesitate to share your thoughts in the comments, and I included a small quote section at the bottom! Continue reading
I hold the phone with my right hand, and grasp the cool, smooth surface of the bathroom sink with my left.
“They said what?” I whisper.
“She said you’re the gayest guy in our grade,” my friend says, “he just agreed – he didn’t say anything.”
“What?” I say, even though I heard her clearly. I just don’t want to believe it.
“It was on the back of the bus,” she says, “I sat there and listened to them.”
“Oh,” I say. As a fourteen-year-old, I don’t want my friend to think I care about what my classmates think about me. But curiosity quickly kills my desire to play it cool. Continue reading
I am aware that this tweet was taken before the election, it’s great that President Obama won!
Lately, I’ve heard a lot of people say that gay rights isn’t a “big picture” issue. They say that things like the economy or foreign affairs matters more, and that being gay only affects a limited amount of people – so, it should be shoved aside until our country can resolve other problems.
I understand that people have priorities and certain things that affect them. Everyone is supposed to care about different subjects, and people are supposed to disagree, otherwise, nothing new would arise. I understand that money has a huge effect on our country’s prosperity and its overall position in the world – it’s truly unfortunate that so many people are struggling to make ends meet.
But I do not understand how anyone can assume that gay rights isn’t a key part of the big picture. Continue reading
Nothing ruins a sunny Sunday afternoon like a hypocritical hate group claiming to be Christian and corrupting the next generation of children.
When it comes to religion, I feel like choice is an important concept. You can choose to believe whatever you want to believe. It’s in our Constitution, and it’s one of our shared societal beliefs. Although I am not the most knowledgeable regarding religion, I can see that it has several advantages – it can bring you closer to others, it can give you strength in times of crisis or prosperity, and it can help you find deeper meaning in life or self-actualize.
At this moment in time, I am an agnostic atheist. I don’t really believe in a higher power because in my lifetime, I have not seen enough evidence. God has not convinced me yet. Similar to Abraham Lincoln, I believe something similar to “When I do good, I feel good. When I do bad, I feel bad. That is my religion.”
But I will still let you choose. Continue reading
These two have made me cry twice in six episodes. Not bad, if I may say so myself. Image via nbc.com.
For those of you living under a rainbow-colored rock, The New Normal is a television comedy series about a Los Angeles gay couple who have decided to have a child. However, Bryan (left in the above photo) and David’s reproductive organs are unable to do so on their own, so they hire a surrogate by the name of Goldie Clemmons, a bright, blond, and affable 24-year-old. Along for the ride come Goldie’s precocious, eight-year-old daughter Shania, Bryan’s sassy assistant Rocky, and Goldie’s racist, bold, and bitterly homophobic grandmother Jane.
I usually don’t watch television, so don’t peg me as an expert – the only three shows I can say I’ve watched through and through are Lost, Heroes, and So You Think You Can Dance? After a somewhat stressful day of school this week, I went home and decided to watch The New Normal on the NBC website. One of my best friends had urged me to do so earlier, and even my AP Government teacher recommended it to me.
After watching five episodes back to back, I fell in love. Continue reading
Every Saturday, I go to my cousins’ house. They are young – one is an eighth grader, the other a fifth grader. For the past few years, I have grown closer with the fifth grader, who I shall call Ashley for the purpose of anonymity.
I lie a lot on Saturdays.
This past Saturday, the topic of gay marriage came up at my cousins’ house. I’m not sure how it happened, though I think it had to do with the upcoming presidential election. My slightly socially conservative aunt didn’t directly castigate gays, but she expressed something similar to discomfort, leaning toward disgust.
Later that day, Ashley and I sat across from each other. Continue reading
Sometimes, stress is not the result of roaring crises and large catastrophes, but an accumulation of stinging, pinpoint-like problems. Basically, I’ve had a bad week, filled with unrelenting homework assignments and college apps and family drama – but none of it is worth complaining about, so instead, I will sublimate my emotions by writing a rant-like blog post!
I understand that the Boy Scouts of America have won, in court, the right to exclude openly homosexual individuals from their ranks. Supposedly this is because it is a private organization. This post isn’t a persuasive piece on why what the BSA is doing is illegal; rather, it is
a rant an attempt to prove why it should be. Continue reading