The L Word.

  • Jun. 20th, 2006 at 10:27 PM
lu: (Orgasm)
Can anyone, please, explain why the hell it took me so long to start watching this series?

Thank you.

So completely in love with Shane.

Pride (in the name of love).

  • Jun. 18th, 2006 at 11:19 AM
lu: (La vie bohème)
And so we did it again: the biggest Gay Parade in the world.

It's actually kind of funny to open the Sunday paper and, right after reading the previous sentence seeing the story of a policeman that couldn't get a job at the Federal Police because he wasn't "straight enough".

I've been going to São Paulo's GLBT Parade for three years now, and it's impressive how it is good for me. Being around more than two million people gathered to fight for what they believe in is one of the best feelings in the world. Every year I get to shout to the world: "yes, I'm gay. Yes, I'm proud of it, and nothing you can say or do will change that".

Brazil has still a long way to go -- the whole world does, actually. I congratulate those countries that allow gays to marry, and those who fight for it, everyday. Who knows? Maybe someday this dream will come true for me, too, and I won't have to move to the Netherlands or to Spain to be reconigzed as a couple before the government.

Even against all odds, I like to hope for the best.

(Thanks to [ profile] discreetly for stealing the photo)

"To faggots, lezzies, dykes, cross dressers, too.
To me! To me! To me!
To you, and you, and you, you, and you.
To people living with, living with, living with,
Not dying from disease!
Let he among us, without sin, be the first to condemn...
La vie bohème!"

You like bowling, don't you, Montag?

If you don't want a man unhappy politically, don't give him two sides to a question to worry him; give him one. Better yet, give him none. If the government is inefficient, topheavy, and tax-mad, better it be all those than that people worry over it. Peace, Montag. Give the people contests they win by remembering the words to more popular songs or the names of state capitals or how much corn Iowa grew last year. Cram them full of noncombustible data, chock them so damned full of 'facts' they feel stuffed, but absolutely 'brilliant' with information. Then they'll feel like they're thinking, they'll get a sense of motion without moving. And they'll be happy, because facts of that sort don't change. Don't give them any slippery stuff like philosophy or sociology to tie things up with. That way lies melancholy.

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