Michael Writes

November 4th was a big day.

We successfully elected Obama into office only to later find out that California’s Prop 8 was passed.

On the same day. this country elected a man who is half-black into the highest office in the land and denied same sex couples the right to marry the person they love.  It ain’t civil and it sure as hell isn’t right.  It got me to thinking about how things are closer to home.

I live in Birmingham, Alabama - a place famous for jailing Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. and for the bombing of the 16th Street Baptist Church.  Our city has a black mayor who himself is embroiled in controversy after controversy, including a discrimination lawsuit brought against him by Central Alabama Pride when he refused to recognize Gay Pride Week as had been done in previous administrations, or allow gay pride flags to be hung in the progressive 5 Points neighborhood where they have appeared for several years prior.

Great.  A black man who feels led by God to speak out about the abomination of homosexuality is running my city.  A man who a few short years ago could have himself been killed for drinking out of the wrong water fountain is so fucking far away from reality on his ego-inflated high horse that he has the gaul to look down on people who are just seeking the right to be who they are and not have to hide.

Mayor Larry Langford, kiss my white, homosexual, outspoken, voting ass.  I don’t care if you don’t recognize me and my relationship and I don’t give a happy hot damn if your god is offended by the love I share with my partner.

See, the god I believe in doesn’t think love is offensive.  Instead, that god thinks small minded, hypocritical bigots are.

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