I fell in love with a boy who had to sneak out of his house to see me. I say "boy" not because we were teenagers breaking curfew. Shane and I were grown men, consenting adults who had been seeing each other for several months. We had everything: chemistry, passion, heat. But only when we got behind closed doors.
While other symbols have waxed and waned in popularity, the rainbow flag certainly has staying power. Above and beyond the radical origins of the flag, however, one force more than all others has worked to cement the rainbow flag as the symbol for the gay rights movement: capitalism.
Logically, the answer is simple: Don't get involved with someone who isn't willing to be seen with you in public. And in a perfect world, I think that's what I would have done before I allowed myself to become the "secret boyfriend." But as anyone who has ever been in love will tell you, sometimes logic goes out the window.
Creationism is not about the dinosaurs in the ark, it's not about the weird chronology, it's not about the tortured explanations of geology and biology. Creationism, in short, is not about science at all.
Today the Supreme Court is scheduled to discuss seven petitions from five different states urging it to decide on the constitutionality of state laws excluding same-sex couples from marriage on a nationwide basis. No one knows if it will decide whether to take any of the cases at this time or defer its decision until a future conference this fall.
I admire my son's outlook. He views himself as an individual first, as we all are, and he's chosen how he wants to be identified, as we should all have the freedom to do.
I won't love them despite their sexuality, and I won't love them because of it. I will love them; simply because they're sweet, and funny, and caring, and smart, and kind, and stubborn, and flawed, and original, and beautiful... and mine.
I'd like to present a thought experiment with two different questions posed by two different judges during oral arguments on the legal right of gay couples to marry. Their inquiries relate to whether it is constitutionally permissible to deny gay couples the right to marry because of purported concerns relating to the welfare of children.
As gay and bisexual men, it can be overwhelming -- and in some cases, downright exhausting -- to keep HIV at the front of our minds and on the tip of our tongues. But talking about it, with a friend, a doctor or a potential partner, can ease our anxieties and potentially change our thinking and our actions for the better.
How do you win a war when the people who are supposed to be fighting it have become complacent? While an HIV diagnosis may no longer be a death sentence, there are still 50,000 new HIV infections in the United States every year -- and it will stay this way unless we actively stop it.
If HHS makes these designations, community health centers and other safety net providers will get access to desperately needed federal funding to reach out to LGBT people and provide them with culturally competent and affirming preventive care.
Forgive me if I'm not popping the champagne. In reality, this is nothing more than a publicity ploy to quiet critics some of whom, by all accounts, are buying it hook, line and sinker.
A new survey from Pew shows that support for marriage equality has dropped five percentage points since the start of the year, but there's no need for gay and lesbian couples to panic -- at least not yet.
Between both our sons' adoptions, I can't count the number of times we uttered, "Well, that's just not fair." Such as when a birth mom chooses the heterosexual couple that just finished their application after your two-year wait.
For this Gay Men's HIV/AIDS Awareness Day, let's remind ourselves of all we have lost in the thirty-three years of the epidemic. But let's also remember all we've gained, how we've grown as individuals and a community, and why we have so much to live for.
Athletes have the power to inspire. When we have role models -- men who are basketball, soccer and ice hockey players, women who are triathletes, beach volleyball players and runners -- we can become more comfortable, confident and safe in how we identify and who we feel free to become.
For those of us who came or were coming of age during the late 1970s, 1980s and early 1990s, our experiences were shaped by this epidemic that was devastating our country and taking countless lives.
This week I talked with my new wife, Marilyn Rosen, a symphony booking agent, about our recent marriage, which took place at Scullers Jazz Club before an intimate gathering of 80 friends and family members.
This issue is about discrimination. This issue about saving lives (1.8 million lives, apparently!). This issue is about doing the right thing. And yet, we can't seem to figure out how to arrive at that place where we discard this hateful, deadly ban.