Critically, though, also, to elaborate, in addition, in this year and at this time our Pride calls for a new sermon for a new time for a return to com...
In just 20 years, I've seen my sexuality change in public opinion from leper to fashionable. For me, it's always just been who I was. To those of you have been there all along, and also to those who have caught up, evolved, and had the courage to stand up even today - I thank you.
You may not know it, but you're working with us and that could mean we are still in stealth. It could mean we are terrified to come out," Billings said. "You can make yourself known as an ally."
I grew up in a small southern town in The Bluegrass State where corn fields lined the two-lane country roads and lazy Sunday afternoons were spent taking a nap between church services.
It was colorful. It was political. It was flamboyant. It was touching. And I wouldn't have expected anything less when about 100,000 people converged in the center of Mexico City on June 27, for the 37th edition of the Marcha por el Orgullo Gay, the annual Mexico City LGBT pride march and festival that grows in scope every year.
Struggling with my own limited capacity of faith, I nonetheless cling to the hope that Christ understands all pain, even this one. He was not a woman, but in the Garden of Gethsemane, part of the Atonement was his experiencing every kind of human suffering.
Central to celebrating Pride is recognizing the work that is yet to be done. Not until every American -- whether gay, straight, lesbian, bisexual, or transgender -- is treated equally under the law will we fully realize our potential as a nation.
Being a Third Culture Kid -- someone who spent her developmental years outside her parents' home countries -- I never got the cultural coding that provides for a sense of nationalism or patriotism.
But it is not the call of our heritage in Stonewall alone that compels us to be mindful of our edges, because it is also the call of our biblical ance...
Typically at this time of year I and my fellow pro-homo colleagues try in twenty minutes or less to undo the misrepresentation and decontextualizing o...
Right in the middle of the contagious enthusiasm, now proudly waving my flag, I could not help but think of all the people who still lack such a basic privilege.
Our national motto, E Pluribus Unum--"out of many, one"-- continues to be an ideal we all can aspire to, with or without Donald Trump. Fanning the flames of racism, xenophobia, and division at a time when the US needs more national cooperation is inexcusable.
An estimated 1 million people attended this past weekend's 46th Annual Chicago Pride Parade which was even more of a celebration thanks to the Supreme Court's historic ruling to make same-sex marriages legal across the country.
As a professor, photographer, and visual sociologist living in Seoul, South Korea for the last 13 years, I felt it was my duty to offer a little bit more depth to the photoreportage and paucity of analysis going on around the seemingly crazed antics that surrounded the recent Korean Queer Culture Festival that went on this past weekend.
My 13-year-old daughter turned to me at one point and said, "One day I will tell my kids that I remember when gays and lesbians won the right to be married." I glowed. It was one of those moments when I could pat myself on the back, knowing I was a good parent.
Before we'd gone more than a few steps, people were asking to take photos of us. Okay, mostly they were asking to take photos of my cute kid. Of his semi-toothless grin, blue fedora, pride flag and "My Two Daddies" t-shirt. He obliged politely, a bit overwhelmed.