They are Marching in the Streets
I asked for this and it's happened.
In San Francisco, in West Hollywood, in Los Angeles and soon in San Diego, night after night, they have been marching.
Thousands of people holding their No on 8 Signs, politicians, activists have taken to the microphones and made speeches vowing to fight, and fight and fight until we take back the constitution and eliminate discrimination.
Yesterday, they stopped issuing marriage licenses for same sex couples.
In turn? We took to the streets. Marching, shouting, listening to speeches, filling public spaces with our anguish.
Our despair at being treated like garbage for too long. For the hate crimes, for the job discrimination, for the loss of housing- all because of who we love. Gay, straight, Trans, bisexual, Black, White, Asian, Latino, old, poor, young- because half the people voted with us and half the people are all those things.
It is not a time to point fingers at other minorities. It is time to reach out and ask for their help. Because we are their long lost sisters, brothers, aunts, uncles, mothers, fathers.
And they are us. They face the same uphill battle. The same loss of rights and hate crimes. Those invested in keeping LGBT people out are invested in keeping all of us out.
A friend of mine is still out there. I'm not sure he'll come back. He's young, single and the moment in history is now. I believe he will stay to be a part of it. I'm proud of him.
We have finally come back to our roots- protests. Peaceful protests.
With thousands in the streets.
We will win because in this country, everyone values equality.