Arizona, the home to the Grand Canyon, became a state on February 14th, 1912, and it was the last of the 48 coterminous United States to be admitted to the union. Originally it was part of New Mexico, but the land was ceded to the U.S. in 1848, and became a separate territory in 1863.
Time to check in with you on my online dating adventures! Well, I’ve been a paid member of a particular mainstream (vs. LGBT or lesbian-only) online dating site for almost six months now and I’m getting ready to cut bait with them when the subscription ends later this month. I like this site’s interface but am curious to see what else is out there.
We’ve reach that time of year when we look back, take stock of the year, and begin to think about what will be in the New Year. This year, that is somewhat clouded and overshadowed – as is everything at this point – by the election of Donald Trump as the next president of the USA.
Donald J. Trump and the Republican-controlled congress are a threat to everything HIV advocates have been fighting for during the last 30 years, and that includes access to health care, HIV prevention programs such as PrEP, and the dignity with which we treat those who are most vulnerable to HIV infection.
As we quickly head toward parts unknown in this day and time, let’s remain in the moment. In this moment, we find a thousand ways to be distracted and confused. We find a multitude of ways to lament and despair but to also paradoxically, be thankful for being alive. At the onset, we knew that changes, in government or in society at large, would be jarring. There seems to be a confusion wrapped in obscure and malevolent tones. We seemed to be surrounded by clouds accompanied by bullies with perceived power, whose lies are wrapped in odd euphemisms. However, in this moment, we should check in with our core. Have we checked in with the soundness of our hearts?
“It’s a heart rending time to be both a woman and an immigrant in this country... our dignity, our character, and rights are all under attack.” So spoke America Ferrerra as she gazed out over the hundreds of thousand of women who descended on Washington on Saturday, January 21st for the Women’s March. Women who came from all over the country, sleeping on friends’ floors, crossing coasts, and riding buses through the night to be there. We wore pink pussy hats, accepted free doobies, and marched bearing homemade signs or bearing the five official images of the March. We broke out into impromtu verses of “Lean on Me” and cheered and chanted our throats raw as four-plus hours of speakers proclaimed that Donald Trump is not America.
There once were two men stranded in a little wooden boat. For many days they coasted in what seemed to be the direction of land and safety. One day the wind was particularly unforgiving, and it rocked the ocean so fiercely that one of the men fell overboard. The other man quickly grabbed the only piece of rope they had and tossed it as far as he could into the ocean without losing his grip. The drowning man struggled against the waves and somehow grabbed the other end of the rope– and it broke.
You know, running track, lifting weights, shoot the breeze with his other “jock” friends and discuss the local girls they taunted and so forth. However, today, it was extremely awkward. That feeling I mentioned earlier. Well, not for Sam, but me. Sam has always approached me with a towel wrapped around his waist showing off his muscles. Sat down in front of me and literally have a whole conversation while drying off. Mentally I be like, “Dude, would you please wrap up? Or put some clothes on?” But today... something happened and it was wonky.
The Election of Donald Trump as president is a dangerous act of political cowardice that could be catastrophic in its effect on this country and the world. By the time that you read this, he will be president – a bloviating narcissist in the White House! Our first impulse immediately after the election was to pack it up; we were done! If Trump is what the country wanted then so be it. However, he lost the popular vote by nearly three million – that’s the population of Chicago and nearly five Baltimores; certainly no mandate for the extremist agenda that his cabinet nominations and other picks show that he intends to inflict on the country. (See sidebar.) No, we can’t walk away; we must rise to the challenge. We must take our despair as fuel for action.
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