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Remember a while back when I boldly stated:Shared victories would eliminate bedroom blahs and spark up a connection that had gone cold. I have a confession. I was wrong. The secret to a great relationship and mind blowing, soul shaking sex is difficult conversations. At minimum, twice weekly. Like most wonderful things in my life,… Read More »
All issues, drama, chaos and confusion can be traced back to the same source. A broken agreement. Somebody didn’t hold up their end of an agreement and decided to go in another direction. Most of us make agreements all day with all sorts of people. Many of these agreements are not verbalized. They remain silent,… Read More »
My very young and impressionable grandchildren cornered me one day regarding my pending nuptials. Are you the girl? Who will wear the dress? After the inquisition was masterfully handled, they each shrugged, looked at each other then sped off on a skateboard and bike respectively. I have influenced hundreds of young people and it always… Read More »
Prologue: Rules of Reality America in 2050 was no longer about freedom. Americans had willingly traded freedom for constant surveillance and fear. What began immediately following 9/11 as a war on terror, quickly became a war on everyday decent citizens. Why focus on terrorists when it would be just as easy to focus on everyone.… Read More »
I write this essay as a direct response to all of the drama surrounding the belief, statistically factually proven or not, that the black folks in our great state of California overwhelmingly voted for Prop 8.
I write this response to highlight and draw attention to the most sublime television I have seen in over a decade.
First off, I want to say that I love this show. Every scene between Kurt and his dad is kind, hopeful, thoughtful, loving and insightful. If any of us had ever had an adult this supportive and nonoppressive, things would be quite different. However, I want to address the concept of duality or, more appropriately,… Read More »
I am a cowardly murderer. I stood by watching the hate and homophobia of the world devour our youth and did nothing to prevent it. I could have spoken up. I could have screamed. I could have demanded they take me.
In an effort to make sense of so much of the craziness that goes on, everybody would like a scapegoat. Someone to blame everything on. I have read a great deal of feminist literature. I love me some bell hooks and actually met and talked with her once on a subway when I lived in… Read More »