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Date: 2008-03-10 05:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-03-10 10:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-03-11 03:52 pm (UTC)Same here in Texas, the one time I made an effort to try. Had chosen to pay for a speeding ticket with community service -- since any non-profit could fill out the form, so I hunted up the local LGBT outreach center, showed up, smiled and said I was interesting in volunteering... got one long look up and down, had my apparently too-girlie looks sneered at, and was reluctantly handed a form to fill out. As she handed it to me, the woman said, "We've always got way too much work to do around here, and we're desperate for anyone to help." Stress on the 'anyone' clearly indicating, "Even (ugh) you."
So I filled it out, and because I'm bloody well not going to lie to impress some snooty little bitch who will _never,_ ever, in her whole life have even _close_ to the wild, kinky, both-genders-included, totally mind-blowing, porno-verse style (but with actual orgasms in!) sex-life I've had, I put down the truth on the form -- that I was bisexual and married.
I could tell when she got to that line, watching her eyes. She didn't bother to read any further to discover that I could type 120wpm, had worked as a bookkeeper, a payroll accountant, a tax assistant, and in tech support, and could fix any computer they had and probably handle their network as well. I've also done informal but frequent counseling of people -- from teen to older adult -- who were going through difficult, frightening coming out periods, and I know _all about_ walking people through the process of getting restraining orders against dangerous ex-spouses and hunting shelters in their area after their parents have thrown them out. In other words -- I was prepared and _able_ to be useful.
Of course, it wasn't about to happen. She got to that line, looked like she'd just stepped in a knee-deep pile of manure, and said, "We're slow today. We'll call you if anything comes up."
Fuck 'em. Life is too short to waste time dealing with their crap... of course, back in New Orleans I hadn't yet developed that attitude, and it seriously hurt my feelings.
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Date: 2008-03-11 01:43 am (UTC)My email:
I listened to the words you were recorded as saying. They were clearly your honest and sincere heartfelt thoughts.
I must admit that they sounded much less like the christianity I was exposed to as a young man, and much closer to the sorts of things I heard during my years as a psychiatric nurse. Matter of fact, they sounded nothing at all like any christianity in my upbringing and I was raised by some fine christians.
The only thing further I would want to hear from you would start with the words "I apologize - I was wrong" and end with a period.
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Date: 2008-03-11 03:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-03-14 05:50 pm (UTC)Link from dailykos:
http://www.dailykos.com/story/2008/3/12/19915/6336/595/475355
Link from Hyphoid Logic blog:
http://vyoma108.blogspot.com/2008/03/letter-to-sally-kern-if-tucker-should.html