Sunday, June 25, 2006
Celebrating a Sin (?)
The seven deadly sins, some say, encompas human acts that could send them diretly to Hell (or Purgatory or cause them to be reincarnated as a house fly). Envy, Sloth, Gluttony, Greed, Lust, Vengence; and the one which I shamelessly celebrate this weekend, Pride.
The irony here being that people have to be proud. Proud of who they are and what they do, or they can be devoured by their own self-loathing. Being a Proud member of a sexual minority group in today's society means embracing all aspects of your life as parts of a greater whole. I wouldn't really be Matt Scott if I denied my homosexuality. I'm not really Matt Scott when I censor or hide my attraction to men. Isn't that a bigger sin? Lying?
I'm spending this weekend at the Pride of all Pride's - in New York City. Slowly, over the past three days, the buzz has been growing. More and more rainbow flags have gone up. People are dressing a little flashier. People are more likely to say 'hi' to a stranger on the sidewalk. People are using a formally declared weekend to truly be themselves.
Unfortunately it is society outside of our own (global) community that causes us to "tone it down" the other 362 days of the year. It's still a fight. Not about gay marriage, or adoption rights or even the ability to show affection to a member of the same sex in public, but an internal fight to get everyone to be 100% themselves. If we would all stop censoring and start using our collective power to CAUSE the change that we cry out for during this weekend, I don't think Pride would be considered a sin anymore.
The irony here being that people have to be proud. Proud of who they are and what they do, or they can be devoured by their own self-loathing. Being a Proud member of a sexual minority group in today's society means embracing all aspects of your life as parts of a greater whole. I wouldn't really be Matt Scott if I denied my homosexuality. I'm not really Matt Scott when I censor or hide my attraction to men. Isn't that a bigger sin? Lying?
I'm spending this weekend at the Pride of all Pride's - in New York City. Slowly, over the past three days, the buzz has been growing. More and more rainbow flags have gone up. People are dressing a little flashier. People are more likely to say 'hi' to a stranger on the sidewalk. People are using a formally declared weekend to truly be themselves.
Unfortunately it is society outside of our own (global) community that causes us to "tone it down" the other 362 days of the year. It's still a fight. Not about gay marriage, or adoption rights or even the ability to show affection to a member of the same sex in public, but an internal fight to get everyone to be 100% themselves. If we would all stop censoring and start using our collective power to CAUSE the change that we cry out for during this weekend, I don't think Pride would be considered a sin anymore.
Tuesday, June 20, 2006
This Should Be Interesting
Friday, June 16, 2006
Tough Decision
OK - so my postings are becoming spotty at best. Where this blog, in the past, was the one place I could escape to and let thoughts out; it doesn't seem to need to serve that purpose anymore.
Friends are coming out of the proverbial wood-work. Since my recent split I seem to be adding more and more people to the list of people that I hang out with. Because of this I find no reason to escape anymore.
I think it comes down to finally feeling like and acting like myself after so long. I guess when one is in a relationship they become a little guarded. At least I did. It's nice to be a little more free. Its nice to feel confidence enough to go up to and introduce myself to guys I've either admired from a-far (is that a word?) or on some level found extremely sexy and fun.
Ironic how all of this comes to light as I get a phone call this week that changes everything. A phone call that I've been waiting on for a long time. By the end of the summer I'll be moving to NYC. Just as everything is forming up to be the way I wanted it to be in my life - I'm going to up root myself and start over.
Its time though. After 28 years of living in the DC area, its time to see what I'm made of. It's time to open Pandora's Box and prove to myself that I will always survive. So get ready for the "Misadventures in the 212." Matt, I steal proudly from you - lol.
Friends are coming out of the proverbial wood-work. Since my recent split I seem to be adding more and more people to the list of people that I hang out with. Because of this I find no reason to escape anymore.
I think it comes down to finally feeling like and acting like myself after so long. I guess when one is in a relationship they become a little guarded. At least I did. It's nice to be a little more free. Its nice to feel confidence enough to go up to and introduce myself to guys I've either admired from a-far (is that a word?) or on some level found extremely sexy and fun.
Ironic how all of this comes to light as I get a phone call this week that changes everything. A phone call that I've been waiting on for a long time. By the end of the summer I'll be moving to NYC. Just as everything is forming up to be the way I wanted it to be in my life - I'm going to up root myself and start over.
Its time though. After 28 years of living in the DC area, its time to see what I'm made of. It's time to open Pandora's Box and prove to myself that I will always survive. So get ready for the "Misadventures in the 212." Matt, I steal proudly from you - lol.
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