Why Everyone Should Be Talking About HIV

Todd Heywood has an excellent post about our reluctance to talk about HIV. A must-read.

Money quote:

…the reality is, as an HIV-positive man, I need HIV-negatives talking about the illness. As a gay men’s community which is overwhelmingly affected by the virus, we need negatives talking about the infection. Why? Because it effects and affects all of us in various ways and to various degrees. And when the problem is so large in scope, it takes everyone to be involved.

And Elizabeth Lombino wonders “Is it 1990 again? HIV/AIDS Myths are Alive and … Scary

These are examples of statements and myths that were made back during the early years of the AIDS epidemic.  The statements are also reflective of the derogatory language used during that time. No one would say these statements or use this language now, right? Wrong. Myths like these continue to spread quicker than HIV itself. This is a very scary scenario.

Talk about HIV with someone today- even if it’s only to pass this along….

New Banner Pic

Ken and I were visiting my parents last week in Twin Bridges, and we were lucky enough to see this complete rainbow over the Madison County Fairgrounds- even luckier that I had my new camera with panoramic view! I had to cut it a bit for the banner, full pic is below, along with a closer view…

Enjoy!

“Among The Flutterers”-Explains A Lot

In the London Review Of Books, Colm Tóibín reviews The Pope Is Not Gay by Angelo Quattrocchi, and comes up with a mind-numbingly simple analysis of clerical culture, social norms, gay priests and ecclesiastical/institutional fear.

A sample:

This is almost an aspect of the Catholic religion itself, this business of knowing and not knowing something all at the same time, keeping an illusion separate from the truth. We knew that the bread and wine, for example, were literally and actually changed into the body and blood of Our Lord Jesus Christ by the priest at Mass, and, at the same time, we must have known that this was not the case, that, really, they remained just bread and wine.

The shame an adolescent felt about being gay in those years should not be underestimated; the feeling that you were less than worthy, that if people found out the truth about you they would despise you, went deep into your soul. This was another reason to become a priest. You could change your own powerlessness into power. As a priest, you would be admired and looked up to, you would spend your life – as so many Catholic priests have indeed spent their lives – doing good and being good. And being seen to be good, being needed by the sick and the dying, being wanted to officiate at weddings and baptisms and funerals, saying the sacred words which would mean so much to the congregation, all this would offer you a fulfilled and fulfilling life. Becoming a priest solved not only the outward problem of forbidden and unmentionable sexual urges, but, perhaps more important, offered a solution to the problem of having a shameful identity that lurked in the deepest recesses of the self.

This idea of knowing two things at the same time has been essential to gay people in other ways. Gay people have known that our sexuality was actually, despite what we read or were told, quite normal, quite natural; it was only the world that thought otherwise. While the world’s view often ate into the self, there was another part of the self which remained intact, confident, sure. Introspection, the study of the self, for gay people became necessary, fruitful. The struggle between our knowledge and their prejudice often meant that a spiritual element in our being – something private, wounded, solitary and self-aware – had reason to come to the fore and seek nourishment in a close relationship to God. This is another reason so many gay men have become priests.

This was so true for me- and judging by our conversations, for many of my seminarian/priest friends- then and now.

But it doesn’t stop there. Tóibín looks at Ireland, Europe, secularization, the sex abuse crisis, celibacy, Maureen Dowd, clerical wardrobe changes and the Pope’s handsome secretary, explaining all with such common sense you want to invite him to lunch. Or for the weekend….

If you want to understand more deeply my struggle with the church, or maybe your own read the full text here.

It explains a lot.

UPDATE: Sully’s response from the Daily Dish here.

Lots Going On

Hey there! Miss me?

I’ve been working hard to get things out of the house to the Butte Archives– lots of history here, especially as it relates to the history of the Irish in Butte. Ken and I waded through boxes and drawers, braved attics (yes, more than one!), spiders and dust to sort through all the ephemera. None of it was organized, but most of it was very interesting. The Archives took away 17 banker’s boxes on Tuesday, and there’s still more to do- they brought ten more empty boxes….

I also hosted Eamonn and Vivien De Burca from Dublin to appraise some of Sars’ general Irish books and we had a great visit. It’s also the An Ri’ Ra’ Irish Festival here, so lots going on.

Breathe, Greg. Breathe.

Sully vs Douthat

Andrew Sullivan responds reasonably, beautifully to Ross Douthat’s sanctimonious “gay marriage” op-ed in the Sunday NYT:

And – this is my main point – Ross’ argument simply ignores the existence and dignity and lives and testimony of gay people. This is strange because the only reason this question has arisen at all is because the visibility of gay family members has become now so unmissable that it cannot be ignored.

If you want to understand and hear some excellent and rational points on marriage equality, it’s a great read. Full text here.

Who’s Tina?

Sign in Butte, MT:

(Ken Spencer photo)

Who’s In Charge Of Montana Log Cabin Republicans?

If you can answer this question, please show them this.

And then ask them to contact me.

Srsly.

Schmucks, Dinner and The Vin Room

A Relaxing day yesterday- it was Heritage Day in Alberta. I expected Holly Hobbie dresses and Ma Ingalls look-a-likes, but no such luck… Instead, the town was just, well, empty. Spent some time just relaxing round the house and then we decided we had to do something. So we saw Dinner for Schmucks (FUNNY) and then went to The Vin Room for dinner. (FANFREAKINGTASTIC) Erika served us and she really knew her stuff. We just told her what we were looking for in general, sat back and ate and drank whatever she brought us.

Courses of: Oysters, fried camembert, mussels, lobster nachos, bison short ribs, finished with raspberry sorbet. Each dish accompanied by 2 oz of two different wines- one for me, one for Nicole (which we promptly shared). We were there for three hours enjoying ourselves immensely and were delighted when Jonathan stopped in with his friend, Katie.

Jonathan, Katie and Nicole at the Vin Room

Did I mention the downpour?

It happened right after we were seated and lasted a good 20 minutes. There’s nothing like the feeling when you’re warm, dry and comfortable and the world outside is cold, wet and messy….

Rest Stop

It seems so strange to have to travel 7 hours by car through rain, hail a dust storm and a particularly Barbie-looking Canadian Border Patrol guard to get to a place where I don’t notice the pressures of life so much.

But it’s true.

Whenever I wake up in this house in Calgary, I feel very relaxed, refreshed and I often roll over and go back to sleep. I even stayed off the computer for over 36 hours!

Today, more relaxing, probably some Scrabble and then I think we’re going to see Dinner For Schmucks. I’ll let you know.

Peace,
~G