I couldn't understand it. I was driving home after taking our first grader to school, and everyone seemed to be going about his day as if it was a normal one. It wasn't. My first book was on its way!
In Italy there's the Senate, where the Democratic Party's proposal on civil unions is set for its nth discussion. Civil unions; no one speaks of gay marriage. Can you imagine? In Italy, practically speaking, adoption does not exist.
If we don't address these intersecting identities and the fact that sexism, racism, classism and the like are within our rainbow bubble, we are hurting the very members of our community that we proclaim we are fighting to protect.
I was two-years-old when everything changed. My father, who was not yet 30, was a rabbi at a synagogue in Budapest. After multiple harassments, he decided with my mother that America would be a much better place to practice freedom of religion and raise a family.
A bit bittersweet, this is the final exhibition at the familiar uptown Whitney - located in the Marcel Breuer building on Madison Avenue. It heralds its upcoming move down to the West Village/Meat Packing District (WV/MPD) - where the larger structure on Gansevoort Street - overlooks the Hudson River.
Prison is an odd place to be celebrating LGBT issues. To us non-LGBT prisoners, it can feel as if this celebration causes more problems than it solves. But if we look within ourselves and focus on the real issue then I think that we can come to the agreement that celebrating LGBT month in prison really wasn't a bad idea at all.
For the "Proud Whopper" promotion to have been meaningful, Burger King should have gotten its own workplace practices in order before preaching equality to others.
The I'm Sorry Campaign is the most Christ-like thing I've ever done. In all of the mission trips, service projects, and volunteer organizations that I've been a part of I've never felt closer to God than this campaign.
Great strides were made in LGBT rights this year and millions whooped it up at gay pride parades all around the country in celebration. But amid the usual rainbow flags, there was an interesting new wrinkle this year: the emergence of a new Jesus.
Working with local LGBT activists from Mozaika in Latvia, I was lucky enough to be part of the early Riga Pride marches there from 2006, and in the first pride march in Lithuanian capital Vilnius in 2010. Those Baltic Pride events have proved a huge success.
Happy 4th of July to all who celebrate, both home and overseas. Those with their loved ones and those without. Those dreaming about a better tomorrow and those fighting for it.
LGBT Pride Month has become more about paying lip service to the lesbian, gay, bisexual and transgender community than it is about addressing the real issues that affect us. It is a token gesture, implying that everyone can ignore our issues for the other 11 months of the year.
Michael, who is living with HIV, fled Nigeria two years ago after being beaten up and threatened with his life by anti-gay vigilantes. He was shunned by his family and was forced to live a life of exile in the US.
Gay people have to be courageous to accept ourselves, be honest about our feelings, and live our lives. I struggle with that courage every day, but when I read the bull**** that people say, I just want to stand tall with my chest puffed out and say, "I'm a homosexual and there ain't nothin' wrong with that!"
Art, in its best form, allows you to experience life and ultimately changes the way you view the world. Will & Grace was one of those rare television shows to do just that. It was entertaining, but it did more than just amuse its viewers.
This year I had an unusual lack of desire to celebrate Pride in any way, which is a complete turnaround from the person I used to be. There was a time when I felt Pride was a mandatory birthday that must be honored. So why was I so apathetic this past weekend?