Prejudice exists outside the LGBTQ community and within our ranks; no sub–grouping is immune. Some gays and lesbians hold prejudices against bisexuals; some trans people are prejudiced against people who identify themselves as gender queer. All of us are vulnerable.
The power of our collective voice and the power we have when we gather to show our pride in ourselves, each other, and our community is undeniable. We are no longer a small minority marching to be seen and heard; we are vibrant, diverse, loud, proud, and impossible to ignore.
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Despite all of these changes, we’re as committed as ever to making sure that nourishing, life-saving meals are available to people living with HIV and AIDS in the Denver metro area and Colorado Springs.
Why do I volunteer for HRC? Not because I am gay. Not because my brother or my mother or my best friend is gay. It’s because I cannot live in a country that is supposed to be based on freedom, yet continues to demoralize and punish those who are ‘different’ such as our neighbors, our friends, our colleagues, our family members, or maybe just a friendly stranger passing by.
I volunteer because I believe HRC is the most effective organization at creating positive change for LGBT individuals at the federal level, including in the area of workplace discrimination.
Over the years, I have fondly, yet with a straight face, shared with my friends that I am writing a book called I have a Dream…and you’re not in it. No one really believes I will do it, but the impetus for me even saying it is something that I struggle with each day – when will we have a community with a coordinated dream where everyone is included?
Growing up in a large Catholic family, my mother was very in tune with keeping the household in some sort of organized chaos, assuring that everyone had her or his chores in mind. One of her more common phrases was, ‘“everyone is doing something.’
Long, long ago, in a land far away called Iowa, I went to college. The Bisexual Gay and Lesbian Alliance of Drake University, aka BGLAD, was the first community where I felt I really belonged. Rarely one to take the easy path when a much more difficult one can be found, I worked with BGLAD to design a Homophobia/Heterosexism workshop for the Greek system, which they actually agreed to let us present to fraternities and sororities.