If you want some interesting and sometimes provocative Montana political gossip and social analysis, go to the newest Montana page, Montana Cowgirl Blog. I’ve also linked to the page in my blogroll.
She’s kickin’ it!
If you want some interesting and sometimes provocative Montana political gossip and social analysis, go to the newest Montana page, Montana Cowgirl Blog. I’ve also linked to the page in my blogroll.
She’s kickin’ it!
Sorry for the lack of posts- I decided to take a few days away from computer, phone and my house. I was in Seattle for a week- last Wednesday to Tuesday. Ken joined me Friday. I didn’t check my email, facebook or, in fact, go online at all for 5 days. I worked on a poem, visited friends, had a wonderful dinner out with my “family”, attended some Seattle Pride events, a great house barbecue where I made a wonderful new friend (HI MaryEllen!). In short, I just relaxed.
And I feel good.
If you’ve never taken an internet vacation, I’d highly recommend it. I’m deeply grateful that so many of you want to read what I write. I’m just glad I don’t feel bound or hindered by it. This site was created to be a fun, educational, insightful and helpful forum- with a healthy dose of perspective- from author and readers- thrown in. And so it is, still. Just another reason to not give in to the constant need for drama which can be addictive and anxiety-provoking.
The world will not go away. We, however, can for a time.
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…at Crate And Barrel’s Ultimate Wedding contest. They received a $7500.00 Crate And Barrel gift card.
Throughout this whole process they were classy- activistic in that non-asshole kind of way that made me proud to be a part of the whole thing. They drew attention to the reality of love equality and they did it by simply telling their story.
Now it’s up to the rest of us to do it, too. To just firmly, honestly and gently tell our stories.
Go to, people.
The man I’ve spent the last 3+ years caring for died on Saturday morning. What a Sarsfield OSullivan was/is such a great force in my life, and I’m feeling a bit lost without him- and with all of the things I have to do. I’m the personal representative. Who knew that caskets came in so many styles, sizes and prices, or that people would be jockeying for position in the goings-on to prevent hurt feelings?
Well, okay, I did- but honestly, they can’t expect a guy who’s had three or four hours of sleep to make such important, eternal decisions- but they do.
And I did.
For better or worse, quite a lot is done. Not nearly enough, though. The grace in all of this is, I have some time to do this and really excellent support- parents, partner, friends- all fantastic.
Saying goodbye sucks, but having such people in my life in the first place really doesn’t. I mean really doesn’t.
Peace, guys.
Arrived in Seatown on Thursday after every kind of weather on the way: sunshine, rain, snow, heavy winds, tumbleweeds, hail- I was half expecting locusts at North Bend. Chains required on Snoqualmie and guess who forgot his gloves?
Medical tests done, medicine grabbed, some friends visited, seafood eaten, Trader Joe’s ransacked. Now all I have to do is see some more people that I love today, then back to MT tomorrow. I feel rushed- but I’m doing pretty well at organizing my time- it’s not like I’m going to run out….
Ken’s coming in today- hopefully. He missed the first flight (he’s on standby) and (please God) will get the next one and be here before noon. I miss him, and am looking forward to his meeting a few more of my people and spending all day in the car with him tomorrow. Crazy, you say?
Oh, yes.
I’m sitting in Ken’s kitchen, wrapped in fleece, listening to NPR with an E-Normous cup of coffee and watching the snow pound down. It was so nice and mild yesterday- I was not expecting to wake up to five inches of heavy, wet snow. Ugh.
Also weird to be here without Ken- who’s probably running on Pacific Beach right this minute. I’ll turn it around somehow-Maybe Bandit and I will make snow Angels!
The week of traveling begins: Butte to Bozeman to Butte to Helena to Seattle to Bozeman then back to Butte.
Lots of car time. On the upside I get to listen to a book recommended by a friend, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close by Jonathan Safran Foer. I love quirky characters- probably because I am one….
Peace, gang.
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I’ve been reading Michael McCullough’s book Beyond Revenge: The Evolution of The Forgiveness Instinct.
It’s fascinating. Part of his analysis involves human instinct, sociological observation and psychological study. What conditions lead generally to forgiveness rather than revenge? Is the (sometimes) ubiquitous theme of revenge in our popular culture (literature, film, games) really an unbreakable cycle? In the long view, he maintains, violence worldwide is significantly down. Murder in Europe is 1/3-1/4 of what it was in the 16th century. It challenged me to think, and also helped create an understanding of the current (global) human condition. It’s a good book, and I recommend it.
Still, I can’t help reflecting on the American Christianist emphasis on defense, fighting, and the pursuit of our country’s honor by acts of revenge. It’s everywhere- Rambo has become us. But, it just doesn’t play out well if you pay attention carefully to the Gospels and early Christian tradition.
“Turn the other cheek”, and “He who is without sin, cast the first stone” seem to be conveniently forgotten and “an eye for an eye” (words never spoken by Jesus or his followers in the Gospels) adopted as a Christian rallying cry. In fact, these words were a Jewish attempt at early defense and protection of their new and still-fragile culture. Most experts agree that it was not meant to be taken (literally) out of the desert into global perpetuity, but it was an early attempt to codify a type of justice- which, in itself, was God’s province. They also note that it directly contradicts the words and spirit of Jesus. And yet, Christianists use them to justify revenge and pervert justice.
So. For those Christianists who use an “eye for an eye” as a mandate from God, one question:
What would have happened if the Apostles and disciples had stormed Pilate’s palace in anger, swords and shields clashing with guards and innocents alike to avenge their murdered leader?
You’re right. Nothing. The whole message of Jesus would have been perverted, contradicted and probably would have died out shortly thereafter. After all, credibility is everything. Jesus didn’t fight, and except for an awkward attempt by Peter to defend him, neither did the Apostles. Jesus turned the other cheek, tolerating great physical and verbal abuse, valiantly and triumphantly loving in the face of tremendous pain.
That’s why we still remember him- despite the perversions of his message by some followers, despite horrible and terrible things done in his name, we can still remember the love and dignity of this man- if we try.
That’s a role model I want. That’s what I celebrate this week.
Happy Easter, friends.