Monday, January 21, 2013

La Manif Pour Tous is a French anti-homosexuality organization created to combat the recent "Marriage for All" bill that seeks to grant equal marriage rights to homosexual couples in France.

The following video is a documentation of a recent protest organized by the group, in which approximately 340,000 French residents turned out to publicly denounce the bill and express their flagrant disregard for the rights of the homosexual community.

When I watch this video, I do not see a group of people, united in their ideals and beliefs, fighting for what they believe is right.

I see the faces of 340,000 French bigots.

I see the faces of 340,000 self-centered citizens, happy to restrict the freedoms of others in the interest of "protecting" their own way of life.

But most of all, I see the faces of 340,000 terrified individuals, driven to anger by their inability to move beyond their own fear.

Tuesday, January 15, 2013


After two solid weeks of work and almost 300 dollars in fees and shipping expenses, my graduate school applications are all finally complete and submitted.

Goodbye for a while, society.

Monday, January 7, 2013

The familiar hiss of carbonation escaping the bottle reaches my ears as the cap loosens under the leverage of the polished aluminum opener.

I stop, turn the bottle ninety degrees, and gently pry the lid off, catching it around the bottle opener with my thumb and forefinger and tossing it into the trash in one continuous motion.

The empty vessel is cold against my free hand as I lift the bottle to pour.

The glass, angled 45 degrees toward the surface of the table.

The bottle, angled 45 degrees away from the plane of my torso.

Everything in a certain way.

The ritual must be...correct.

The amber liquid flows—slowly—into the glass, filling the air in front of me with the aroma of Red Hook Long Hammer India Pale Ale.

One of my old favorites.

The smell reminds me of...

Well...not "better" times.

More familiar times, perhaps.

Times when I felt...more like myself.

Times when I felt useful.

Needed.

I have finished half the glass.

I don't remember drinking it.

I savor the remainder, and open another.

It's funny how...

It's funny how, from time to time, everything can seem manageable.

And then you suddenly remember that she is gone.