I am a sucker for romance so when I saw this my heart melted... Here's the deal (as told through the guy who made it):
"After my girlfriend moved away for graduate school, I wanted to create something different to express my feelings for her. I secretly created a song and video with my friends the Daylights in hopes that it would be passed around and get to her organically. WITH YOUR HELP, we can meet this goal and it can stand as a symbol of what we can do as an digital social community. This is dedicated to anyone who is separated from people they love.
I will let you know if it works on my Twitter @WalterCMay"
Just flying home after a whirlwind 2 days in NYC where I spun a friend's 30th B-Day party on Saturday, spent Sunday afternoon walking the city w/ California family visiting for the weekend (perfect timing, btw) and attended my BFF's 40th on Sunday night. All of this was amazing and and frightfully exhausting.
Very glad to be home where I plan on returning back to real life.
I am posting a letter and response written by Dan Savage from his column. I SOOOO love this man - he's a brilliant writer with a brilliant and blunt mind.
I heard an interview with you about your It Gets Better campaign. I was saddened and frustrated with your comments regarding people of faith and their perpetuation of bullying. As someone who loves the Lord and does not support gay marriage, I can honestly say I was heartbroken to hear about the young man who took his own life.
If your message is that we should not judge people based on their sexual preference, how do you justify judging entire groups of people for any other reason (including their faith)? There is no part of me that took any pleasure in what happened to that young man.
To that end, to imply that I would somehow encourage my children to mock, hurt, or intimidate another person for any reason is completely unfounded and offensive. Being a follower of Christ is, above all things, a recognition that we are all imperfect, fallible, and in desperate need of a savior. We cannot believe that we are better or more worthy than other people.
Please consider your viewpoint, and please be more careful with your words in the future. L.R.
I'm sorry your feelings were hurt by my comments.
No, wait. I'm not. Gay kids are dying. So let's try to keep things in perspective: Fuck your feelings.
A question: Do you "support" atheist marriage? Interfaith marriage? Divorce and remarriage? All are legal, all go against Christian and/or traditional ideas about marriage, and yet there's no "Christian" movement to deny marriage rights to atheists or people marrying outside their respective faiths or people divorcing and remarrying. Why the hell not?
Sorry, L.R., but so long as you support the denial of marriage rights to same-sex couples, it's clear that you do believe that some people—straight people—are "better or more worthy" than others.
And—sorry—but you are partly responsible for the bullying and physical violence being visited on vulnerable LGBT children. The kids of people who see gay people as sinful or damaged or disordered and unworthy of full civil equality—even if those people strive to express their bigotry in the politest possible way (at least when they happen to be addressing a gay person)—learn to see gay people as sinful, damaged, disordered, and unworthy. And while there may not be any gay adults or couples where you live, or at your church, or in your workplace, I promise you that there are gay and lesbian children in your schools. And while you can only attack gays and lesbians at the ballot box, nice and impersonally, your children have the option of attacking actual gays and lesbians, in person, in real time.
Real gay and lesbian children. Not political abstractions, not "sinners." Gay and lesbian children.
Try to keep up: The dehumanizing bigotries that fall from the lips of "faithful Christians," and the lies about us that vomit out from the pulpits of churches that "faithful Christians" drag their kids to on Sundays, give your children license to verbally abuse, humiliate, and condemn the gay children they encounter at school. And many of your children—having listened to Mom and Dad talk about how gay marriage is a threat to family and how gay sex makes their magic sky friend Jesus cry—feel justified in physically abusing the LGBT children they encounter in their schools. You don't have to explicitly "encourage [your] children to mock, hurt, or intimidate" queer kids. Your encouragement—along with your hatred and fear—is implicit. It's here, it's clear, and we're seeing the fruits of it: dead children.
Oh, and those same dehumanizing bigotries that fill your straight children with hate? They fill your gay children with suicidal despair. And you have the nerve to ask me to be more careful with my words?
Did that hurt to hear? Good. But it couldn't have hurt nearly as much as what was said and done to Asher Brown and Justin Aaberg and Billy Lucas and Cody Barker and Seth Walsh—day in, day out for years—at schools filled with bigoted little monsters created not in the image of a loving God, but in the image of the hateful and false "followers of Christ" they call Mom and Dad."
It's amazing and heartening to see how many people have changed their profile pictures today in support of LGBT youth and to stand up against anti-LGBT bullying. The internet has great power and REALLY shows today.
My profile pic is of Oprah Winfrey not only because she was in The Color Purple, but because her character fought back. I'm very much all about fighting back - not necessarily with physical violence but with strength and intelligence and bettering one's self.
If you've never seen the scene this is from, watch it after the jump...
I'm back. After nearly 3 weeks of silence, I'm back to paying attention to you, my sweet blog.
First I wanna give wish 2 of my favorite people Happy Birthday: Bob Jack (my friend for the past 24 years) and Austin Trentini (my cousin for the past 20...). I love you both MUCHO!
Second, I wanna say that it saddens me to know that sparks in interest over gay rights and the way gays are treated all come at a price. From Matthew Shepard's death-from-beating to the well publicized suicides happing the past few weeks, both have made the gays in this country say "enough is enough" - how many have to die before we are treated as equals? Matthew Shepard's death was not in vain as we now have hate crime laws throughout the country. Suicides, however, must come from making those who are struggling with their own sexuality feel like they are right in what they feel - they're not some kind of freak who's going to be ostracized. This will come when we start obtaining more rights which I hope will be sooner than later.
Right now, Moonchild, you are extremely lucky in love and with money. Make the most of this period by taking advantage of all opportunities and fueling this wave of good fortune with healing, jubilant energy that can help to carry you forward even faster. The force is with you in most areas and will be throughout the fall season. You will find yourself in wonder at how well things are going for you after a long dry spell of disappointment, anxiety, and stress. Soak it all up, because you certainly deserve it.
As the sounds of the screams and the crying fade away, as the visual of seeing the burning buildings and the people running towards me when the buildings fell get more and more blurry, and as the smell of smoke and the feeling of time standing still become an almost non-existent memory, I honor all those who needlessly died on this day. Your passing was not in vain and we, as a people, will hopefully rise above the petty indifferences that brought us to that point - the point where innocent lives were taken just for living in this country.
"I keep thinking how strange it is … I kill a man and most people understand and forgive me. However, I love a man, and to so many people this is an unforgivable sin; this makes me an evil person. So, even though I never went to jail, I have been in prison almost all my life." - Emile Griffin, gay welterweight boxing champ
If you want to see an amazing video abot this man, watch it after the jump.
This is the one of the two scenes I'm doing for a directing class today (I'm coming in as an actor for learning directors). It's from THIEF and the scene kinda rocks. I have a great "as-if" for this that applies to my current life. Ironically, the second scene is from UP IN THE AIR and I'm playing Ryan (George Clooney's character). Looking forward to bringing a lot into my work for these people this morning.
There are so many right things in this clip, it's hard to criticize all the cheesy wrongs. But Rona Barrett, Lee Majors and Lynda Carter as Wonder Woman in an Olivia Newton-John special...? I mean, come on.
As if it couldn't get any worse... Last night, at just after midnight, a man jumped off the 22nd floor of my friends' building and the four of us got to witness it. My first time seeing a dead person on the street and I was a bit in shock, to say the least.
When I woke this morning, I took myself to the housing court to file a complaint against my landlord for not holding up his end of the bargain in a court-ordered decision. Unfortunately I needed the physical copy of the court order to file a complaint which I left on my coffee table. In Los Angeles.
That left me a bit frazzled and I went to the gym which made me miss my doctor's appointment (forgot), I missed my meeting up w/ an old friend, and I finally went all the way uptown to file another complaint against my landlord at the NY Dept of Housing as I just found out I have been paying my landlord doub the rent in a rent stabilized apartment for the past 5 years only to find out there was a 4-year statute of limitations. I am a year too late.
NOW I'm finding out that the reason I flew out here - to work the next 2 days on Fire Island - might be for nothing. There's a hurricane a-comin' and they're this close to evacuating Fire Island until Sat. So no work for me. And to think I gave up 2 nights of work in L.A. for this. Not to mention the cost of my flight/travel expenses. I mean...really??
Just got into my apt. in NYC and am very happy to be here. Had a really weird feeling in my stomach half-way through yesterday - dunno why or what it was about, but whenever I do something unfortunate happens. Maybe it happened last night and I don't know about what it is yet, or maybe I was just stressed. Something's gonna happen real soon and I'm hoping it's nothing but positive for me. I really need something good to happen to me right about now...
I just removed my most current blog post (which is something I never do) for two reasons:
1. I refuse to put any feeling-sorry-for-myself rants into the universe. For the record, I wrote it when I got home from work Sat. night and was really wanting to put out how I was feeling, however I don't need it staring back at me (or others) for a long time to come.
2. I wrote about someone who might get the wrong impression based on how he reads it. It's better not have him feel like he's done something wrong, when in fact he has not; it's just the way life goes sometimes. Nor do I want him to be embarrassed...again, not something I want put into the universe.
Been working all yesterday afternoon on an idea that came to me back when I lived in New Orleans. It's a love story between 2 young men that takes place in 1961/62 in N'Awlins and today was all about researching history (both national and local) during this time period.
I guess watching all the New Orleans documentaries and new specials stirred up my time spent there and forced me to revisit a story that now means much given what has happened since I left the Crescent City.
Can't begin to tell you how excited I am at all the great things that came to mind today. Feels really good to be creative again, lemme tell you.
I was recently asked if there was any song that brings up emotions for me and, like the guarded and sometimes scared person I am, I conveniently couldn't think of any.
When going through songs tonight for inspiration I came across this one - Creep by Radiohead. I've always liked this song and tonight, unexpetedly, it made me cry. Why? Because I have, at times, felt this way and cannot be afraid to admit it. I know I'm not alone in this because seriously...honestly...who hasn't?