From the Poetry Foundation: "What I Wanted Was Your Love, Not Pity," a documentary on the life and work of June Jordan.

More of the amazing documentaries I saw last night at the AIff: The Warriors of Qiugang: A Chinese Village Fights Back, and Killing In The Name.

I'll be honest with you, I'm nervous about marching in the parade tomorrow. I'm not a march person, really (despite all those protests in college...) and I'm not great with confrontation (remember that incident with the Planned Parenthood protestors? Yeah.) But I know I have to march, both for my own sense of pride, and for any kid out there, watching the parade, who feels like they will always be stuck in this town, surrounded by people who tell them to stay in the closet - I want to show that kid that it's possible to be out and healthy and happy. Wish me luck. (My best friend had a great idea for a sign I could carry: "Gun-toting, church-going lady-lover.")

Image: source.

"And who will join this standing up
and the ones who stood without sweet company
will sing and sing
back into the mountains and
if necessary
even under the sea:

we are the ones we have been waiting for."
- June Jordan


V. Furnas said...

Pretty sure you have to make the sign! Complete Greatness!

Renai said...

You are so inspiring!

Anonymous said...

Thank you for marching! I appreciate the effort you took to fight your fears; you are a beautiful person!