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It’s alright. I don’t either.
Only it isn’t alright. I’m tired of heterosexual, cisgender white men taking front and center stage on everything from reproductive rights to marriage equality to immigration reform. What makes them more qualified to talk about these issues than us? They actually sound pitiful. They are not a part of our community and do not understand the complex myriad of issues within them. Yet we continue to indulge and entrench their presence. And they always do more harm than good.
Discussions are framed from the vantage point of the white, heterosexual male. So when we talk about marriage equality, we end up talking about incest, bestiality and polyandry rather than draw attention to queer critiques of marriage (a more valuable use of time). I don’t understand how this benefits anyone besides those who see themselves as the guardians and gatekeepers of heterosexual marriage.
I’m calling it like it is. I’m done putting up with all instances of white heterosexual power and privilege.
I finally got my FOIA documents from the Department of Homeland Security, courtesy my brilliant lawyer.
There’s nothing of interest or importance in the stack of 300-something pages besides this one page, where the officer puts down that I entered the country on May 12, 2010, with the right to remain till November 12, 2010:
Do recall, that the actual Notice to Appear states that I was “admitted to the United States at Los Angeles, California on or around November 13, 1999 as a non-immigrant B-2 visitor for pleasure with authorization to remain in the United States for a temporary period not to exceed November 10, 1999.”
It’s pretty obvious that none of this is actually true. And it is hilarious, considering a copy of my F-2 and I-94 are in my immigration files.
I’m going to start making up random dates for things too, because if the government can do it, I can too!
Of course, my lawyer will probably say it’s not the U.S. government. It’s just USCIS.
“The disease of men having sex with men is unnatural and not good for India. We are not able to identify where it is happening as it less reported also,” Azad said at the national convention of zila parishad chairpersons and mayors on HIV/AIDS.
Azad is moron of the week for being the Health Minister of a country and demonstrating that he is ill-equipped to deal with matters of sexual health.
The American Immigration Lawyers Association issued a warning to immigrant rights activists asking them to behave at their upcoming annual conference in San Diego:
There is no question that activism in the communities also is helping to move the ball forward. Those who are so engaged have our respect, admiration and at times involvement. That being said, a professional gathering is not a setting for such forms of activism. We ask that people who are attending the conference behave as the professionals and aspiring professionals that they are, and treat speakers with at least minimal courtesy. Disruptions at a conference of professionals can hurt the dialog role that AILA plays. And we all need to play the different roles we have to make the difference that needs to be made.
Some immigrant rights activists had earlier expressed concerns about AILA’s keynote speaker line-up of ICE Assistant Director John Morton and USCIS Director Alejandro Mayorkas.
I’m not even going to get into how the word “professional” is used to disparage lived experiences and police behavior, especially in this context. I’m also not sure about the need for such strong words especially since no one I know was planning to do anything besides have a good time.
Now the conference sounds like an open challenge to make a point. Maybe it does get better after all.
Dear Driver of CX3004,
You are a lucky person. You rammed your car right into me when I had a green light, breaking my bike gears and throwing me off balance onto the oncoming traffic. I could have died. I was carrying no identification documents on me and I currently have no medical or life insurance. My family lives in California and they wouldn’t have known what happened to me for a very long time.
I was riding at a snail pace of 5 miles an hour uphill on Massachusetts Avenue. There’s no way you could not see me unless you are blind. I get that you are elderly. You are probably someone’s mom and grandmom, just like I’m someone’s daughter and grand-daughter. That’s probably why I didn’t report you. You are probably traumatized that you hit me. I’m traumatized too. I’m tired of illegal drivers hitting me and driving away or taking advantage of the fact that I never call the police on them. The last time I inadvertently reported something to the cops, they came home to take my father away. But I digress.
Just do us all a favor and get off the road before you kill someone.
P.S. I’m glad that my gears left giant scrapes on your front bender and hope it costs you more to fix it than it costs me to repair my bike.
P.P.S. As a public service announcement, I’d just like to tell everyone to stop honking at cyclists. It’s against the law in many jurisdictions because you can actually cause an accident by startling the cyclist.