If you want more celebrity bullshit posts, post 'em. And please note that the two Seahawks posts were by regular actual employees of The Stranger, and one of them was so disdainful as to actually constitute a Golden Globes post.
Seattle Sounder Marc Burch, second from left, in the red shirt and black capri pants.
Way back in 2012, about a month after Seattle Sounder Marc Burch apologized for using "a gay slur" in a televised match, the gay soccer club I play with received a request: Could Marc participate in our Sunday scrimmage?
This is a large gay soccer club. So, of course, not every homo in it thought this was a great idea. Some wondered: Why should we do Marc's gay-washing for him?
But the decision was made to invite Marc to play with us, and if you ask me it was the right decision. He wasn't coming to apologize (again). He wasn't bringing TV cameras. He didn't want to give us soccer tips, or tell us about his gay friends, or any of that. He just wanted to play.
Which seemed right, at least to me. Actions, not words. Leave the rest in the past and work it out on the pitch.
Attention, all humans and GAYS IN LADY SUITS! Tonight is Tuck, which I would normally describe in a post promoting it, but I've never been. Because nobody has ever been. It's brand new. It's new like a baby's butt, fresh like a puppy's breath, gay like a drag queen's Pall Malls.
Basically, it appears to be the gayest extravaganza of gayness that's ever gayed a gay. Virtually every working drag queen in town is going to pack themselves into Chop Suey—and then, I endeavor, magical things will happen.
If you've donated to Washington United for Marriage or phone banked for Referendum 74 and you're wondering what else you can do before Tuesday to help push same-sex marriage into the winning column, I recommend signing up for a canvassing shift. Basically, you're going out and talking to voters who are probably supportive of Referendum 74 but whose ballots have not been received by the state yet, and encouraging them to find their ballot, fill it out, and send it in. I got randomly assigned to Wallingford. I got randomly assigned another volunteer to go with who turned out to be awesome. (Hi, Jen!) We made fun of ourselves for dressing up as "adults" (her word) or "dorks" (my word) on Halloween. We talked about the last time she'd gone out with a guy (high school) and the last time I'd gone out with a girl (also high school). We tried to pass as a straight couple. (I think we nailed it!) We talked about how crazy it is to put a civil right up for popular vote. We ate an awful lot of candy. And we met a bunch of people with cool dogs, excellent costumes, good dance moves, nice porches, cozy houses, comfortable chairs, and babies. So many babies out there. As I was high-fiving one lady for voting to approve Referendum 74, she whispered, "And I'm a Christian!"
As I pointed out to the only undecided voter we met all night, Referendum 74 protects religious liberties, so churches etc. can't be sued for not performing/recognizing gay marriages. (An untrue TV commercial had told her otherwise.)
Anyway! They need canvassers in all Seattle neighborhoods, plus Tacoma, Shoreline, Bellevue, TriCities, Ellensburg, Yakima, Pullman, Spokane, Cheney, etc, etc. Do it! I went into tonight thinking that this would be my last hurrah for Referendum 74 but after tonight... I agreed to do a Monday shift. Last minute, yes. But every little bit helps! As organizers reminded volunteers as we set off tonight, Chris Gregoire won the governorship in 2004 by 129 votes. Judging from the polling, Referendum 74 could be closer. It will come down to which side is better at getting out the vote. And there are a lot of people in this city/county/state on the right side of this issue who just are not on top of their ballot. Thank you for restoring my faith in humanity, Wallingford.
I realize that Christopher, Brendan, and Eli have already written about phone-banking for R-74, but I just thought I'd mention quickly what drove me to go have those difficult conversations with strangers on the phone last night. Yes, of course, I'm passionate about marriage equality. But I'm passionate about lots of things I don't volunteer for. There are two specific things that pushed me out the door and into the phone bank:
1. This piece by Paul, which explained a recent poll showing that just having a conversation about marriage equality vastly increases the chance someone will support it. "All together, two-thirds of voters who have had a conversation about marriage equality support it... In fact, support of gay marriage over the course of the poll increased from 52 percent at the beginning of the call to 55 percent at the end; the poll itself served as a conversation."
2. This post by Eli about comments from Slog reader Laura, who asked if phone-banking might be a bit emotionally easier for straight people:
I wonder if we can't call on our straight allies to make these phone calls. Listening to this kind of bull is so emotionally draining for many gay people... Straight people, please stand up. Volunteer to join the phone bank and call other people. When you have something that you know is special and you realize that not everyone has access to that special thing, compassionate humans offer a hand up to the others.
Straight people: This is about privilege. It must be acknowledged that however compassionate and empathic we are, we enter into this fight in a position of power. Maybe, like me, you sometimes wonder how you can best work for justice from a position of power? This is how. You take the privilege you have, and you use it to gain allies. Might it make you uncomfortable? Yes, totally, sure. But that discomfort, while real, is minimal when compared with actually having less rights. This is a discomfort you can bear, and should.
I am proud to be a redheaded man. Or as a young volunteer called me earlier today, a "ginger." I don't even like ginger, except on Gilligan's Island (right, guys?). But apparently this is a new slang word for redheaded people, and one I'm happy to adopt for my official campaign bio. My lovely wife, Marilyn, obviously thinks ginger guys are the cat's pajamas. But I heard another volunteer snickering that gingers are "gross." I don't know how someone could believe this: I see red hair as nonpartisan. It's not blond and it's not brown. It works across the aisle. When I followed up with this volunteer about her comment, she clarified that some people just don't like ginger pubes. I can take care of that, if it'll pick me up some extra votes! There's a Walgreens across the street. I can't decide what I should do, so I thought I would put it to you, the voters of Washington State. Do you think gingers are hot? Or not? I've read that Slog polls are legally binding (though I've never enforced them as the attorney general!). Ha-ha!
You said you were a law-school student (a busy law-school student) who was giving up her free time to hit the bars and campaign for Referendum 74. You're a straight girl, you have nothing to gain if it gets approved—you just think it's the right thing to do. You told me about meeting a couple of snotty gays at the bar Lobby and getting up in their faces when they said they didn't care about gay marriage. You are so awesome, and I hugged you, and I wanted to talk more but then I lost track of you. Call me (323-7101) or email me. I want to go out to the bars with you this week and write about you and what you're doing.
Dan Savage and husband Terry Miller received a standing ovation Saturday when they were presented with the Governors Award at the Creative Arts Emmys. The men were honored for their work on the “It Gets Better Project,” an anti-bullying campaign and video series that has earned submissions from stars and international figures including President Obama....Savage told reporters afterwards that he became emotional when seeing the crowd’s warm response. “The award is not for us. It’s for the project,” Savage said. “I think it’s a moment in our culture when it's broken through to the world that LGBT children were suffering and dying. The award means that the culture is reconciling itself to the needs of LGBT kids, who grow up in straight families and are often bullied by their own families. “To get a standing ovation from that crowd was flabbergasting ... I actually teared up and then I couldn’t see to read the teleprompter and I had to wing it.”
The slogan of Seattle mini-chain Blue Moon Burgers—“Helping People Feel Good About Making Bad Choices”—is now more apt than ever. Apparently our own dear Dan Savage often enjoys a bacon Swiss burger there, and the good people of B.M.B. have made that their August Burger of the Month, calling it the Savage Love Burger and donating 25 percent of the proceeds to Washington United for Marriage to support Referendum 74.
Reached for comment, Dan Savage said, "I am a vegetarian now."
"We start with a 1/3-pound premium beef patty and then add hot melted Swiss cheese, crispy apple-smoked bacon, a sprinkle of our own crispy onion straws, and roasted red pepper aioli, all sitting atop a bed of freshly tossed mixed greens, snuggled between two freshly toasted Larsen's Buns—and there you have the Savage Love Burger."
Two dudes wearing black vinyl bondage suits and horse-head masks pulled carts down Fourth Avenue, and then, there they were: missionaries. In ties, smiling and waving. But the "mission" for the first Mormon contingent in Seattle's Gay Pride Parade was not to win converts, exactly, but to repent for the sins of their church.
"I feel terrible as a Mormon," said Sara Long, who organized the 60-person group. The Mormon presidency asked members to "do all you can" four years ago to pass Prop 8 in California, which resulted in $20 million influx of Mormon cash and voters nixing the state's gay-marriage law. "I want to say that I am really sorry, that I will do everything I can to fight for your rights," said Long, who is straight and married, as she pushed her son in a stroller. "And this is how we can undo it, by fighting for civil rights now."
One of the swell guys in a tie, Scott Holly, lives in Mt. Vernon and he opposed same-sex marriage until recently. But a family member came out of the closet, so he made today's event his first-ever appearance at pride parade. "There are some Mormons who believe in LGBT equality and are willing to reach out," he said.
Mormons for the 'mos.
Decrees against gay marriage aren't even part of the formal religion, these Mormons told me. Only the scriptures are canon, not anti-gay proclamations from church presidents. They also pointed out that one of the church's doctrines says it is unjust to "to mingle religious influence with civil government."
"People say, 'You're doing PR for Mitt Romney or doing PR for the Mormon Church,'" Long volunteered. "That's not true."
But what about the nagging suspicion that this is part of the Mormon PR machine (like the persistent "I am a Mormon" ads), trying to inoculate progressives when Romney is running as the first Mormon presidential candidate?
Long is voting for Obama, she insisted. As she put it, the tipping point has come and gone for gay marriage—with polls now showing more than half of Americans support it—making holdouts like Romney part of a shrinking minority. "Romney is in a real bad place, isn't he?"
Joel Connelly reports: "The Mormon contingent in Seattle's Pride Parade on Sunday will dress in classic missionary attire of shirts and ties, over which marchers will be wearing 'Approve Referendum 74' t-shirts." Marching alongside them: Catholics for Marriage Equality.
The Mormon Church and Catholic Church have been using gay marriage as a wedge issue for years. If this was really about preserving marriage, they would have been campaigning to criminalize divorce, right? But that's not the issue. Just like Rove and GW Bush, they've been counting on an electorate that's more opposed to gay rights than supportive of them. And each of their victories gave them electoral and moral authority to pursue even broader right-wing agendas (electing conservative politicians, restricting contraception, banning abortion, fusing state and church). They tried—successfully—to use gays as scapegoats for their divisive strategy.
Now they're now seeing their divisive strategy play out.
It's dividing their own churches. Mormons and Catholics marching in defiance of their hierarchy, while others are leaving their churches over this issue. And voters are breaking the wrong way for them, too. Most Americans support gay marriage—and the numbers keep growing every year.
So the pious hatemongers can keep it up. Keep fighting gay rights; we'll watch our support grow bigger and your churches grow smaller.
After flying the rainbow flag for the last two years, the Space Needle says it won't do it again. "As we don't raise any flag but the American flag on a regular basis, there are no plans to raise the Rainbow Flag again this year," the Space Needle tells Q13 News.
Seattle Pride is this weekend and I couldn’t be more excited. But, with all our Pride planning, a very obvious problem has come to light. This is the same problem that we encounter year after year…
For some reason, Seattle wants to separate us.
That’s right – Seattle Pride is formed and functions with lesbians on one side of the street and gays on the other. The parade, itself, is all inclusive but every other event is split up between men and women.
It makes planning with my gay male friends incredibly difficult. I was told this year that we were looking for something “inclusive” to do on Saturday night and I had to point out that that’s impossible. Either we go to a lesbian event where guys are scarce or we go to a gay man event and women are scarce. One way or another, a group of people will be left out.
Our straight friends don’t seem to care either way. They will be going to this gay event or this gay event. Both equally as gay. No complaints.
But I care. I have to choose between one of these two parties and one group will feel unimportant.
Why not have a party for everyone? Gays, straights, lesbians, transgenders, whatever the fuck you are?
Pride is supposed to be a time where we celebrate ourselves. We were born this way and we’re damn proud of it. But splitting us into clearly labeled and defined groups only marginalizes us further. It places us in a nice little box and asks us to not interact with others. Even the idea that there’s a men’s party and a women’s party implies that only gay men and lesbians should show up respectively. What about our straight allies? What happened to loving everyone?