Boy, do I have some Tales to Tell...
Thursday, August 12, 2004
 
I'm tired again. This time, I am tired of the United States of America claiming itself as the greatest country in the world. How can we claim to be the greatest country when, every day, this country's leaders deny rights to a part of the population that are taken for granted by another? When homosexual people are not allowed to get married? When women are still criticized & questioned for having control over their bodies? When hard-working, law-abiding citizens do not have any type of basic health care for their family or themselves? When taxes are used to build sports complexes rather than fund police & fire departments?

Greatest country, my ass! If we are that great, why does our leader not understand that some of his blanket statements about marriage sanctity, medical research, and religious beliefs do nothing but isolate, belittle, and segregate his country, that some of his words dehumanize others, that some of his actions speak louder than words. It's bad enough that women, gays, blacks, and asians have to constantly fight to be better than the average, heterosexual, religious, white man. BUT when your average heterosexual, religious, white male leader gives his average heterosexual, religious, white male followers fodder to fuel their ignorance, IT MAKES IT WORSE. And it does not make this country "great".

Before anyone takes offense to my words, let me remind you that I still love this country. It has given me a lot. I have given it a lot. I will continue to give it more. I just find it hypocritical when we call ourselves the greatest country in the world, when we claim that we embrace all types, when we tell all others to send us their "huddled masses yearning to breathe free". Because the truth is, as a homosexual, I don't feel embraced, I don't feel like I have a choice, I don't feel like I have the same rights as my fellow citizens, I can't breathe free. AND I am tired of being told that I don't deserve that all. Later.
 
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