
I dunno why I didn't remember it was Pride time in DC. I am a plain old disassociated gay guy, I guess. Perhaps it is a result of living with a recluse. Or perhaps it is because I don't like to stand around among crowds. Capital Pride has events scheduled from June 4 to June 13.

Actually, my forgetting about Capital Pride has more to do with the fact that I am an out, open, regular guy. I don't need a day, week, or set of activities in which to "be proud." I am a proud man as I am -- proud of my accomplishments and my service to my community. And I'm not talking about the LGBT community. I am talking about my neighbors -- the area where I live. The area where I provide service by engaging as a civic leader. The area where I am respected for who I am and what I know, not because I am gay, but regardless of my sexual orientation (or the boots or leather that I wear). And that's how it should be.
Martin Luther King, Jr., said in his famous "I Have A Dream" speech that he desired that his children would "not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character." This dream is a reality for me as a gay guy. I don't hide in the closet. I don't run around waving the rainbow flag, either. I am who I am, regardless.
... and that's how it should be.
Life is short: be proud of who you are, as you are, where you are, 24/7, 365 days a year.
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