Yes, I recognize some of you will be triggered just by the headline.
The dictionary defines “pride” in two primary ways:
- a feeling or deep pleasure or satisfaction derived from one’s own achievements, the achievements of those with whom one is closely associated, or from qualities or possessions that are widely admired.
confidence and self-respect as expressed by members of a group, typically one that has been socially marginalized, on the basis of their shared identity, culture, and experience.“the bridge was lit up in rainbow colors, symbolic of LGBT pride”
Okay, the first definition can’t apply, because what do LGBTetc have “from one’s own achievements.” They maintain that they were “born that way.” So what’s to achieve?
So I guess definition #2 is why this particular group of “socially marginalized” people celebrate Gay Pride Month?
By the way, where’d the GPM come from? Glad you asked:
Two presidents of the United States have officially declared a pride month. First, President Bill Clinton declared June “Gay & Lesbian Pride Month” in 1999 and 2000. Then from 2009 to 2016, each year he was in office, President Barack Obama declared June LGBT Pride Month
So the United States has Veterans Day. We celebrate Martin Luther King Day. We bang it up on Independence Day.
The LGBTetc folks get a month?
Thirty days to celebrate pride? Pride in what? Being what you (according to you) were made?
Perhaps it is pride in the fact that some of these folks can picket and sue businesses that, for religious reasons, can not in good conscience cater to their “needs”?
As in all things, the press focuses on the bad stuff that happens in the “Pride Parades.” Perhaps there has been a parade of gays somewhere that wasn’t at least in parts obscene, and the press didn’t cover it. Perhaps.
Of course I’ll hear the theory that it commemorates the triumph of the gay spirit over things like the Stonewall Riots.
Let me be clear…as a human, American, and an unashamed Christian; I declare it is totally wrong to harass or harm a person of the gay etc persuasion.
Let me upset some friends by typing I have no problem with homosexual marriage. It’s a piece of government paper…period. I still shake my head at how many people starved, how many missionaries had to return home, and more negative things that happened because Christians poured so much money and effort into fighting gay marriage. Why?
Doesn’t make any sense to me.
Just like Gay Pride Month makes no sense.
But…since we have it, I think I’ll start working on a Child of the Sixties, alcoholic, Nam Vet, Ex-convict Day. I don’t even need a month. A day will suffice.
Because, after all, when I got off the freedom bird at Travis Air Force Base on July 9, 1969 the first round-eyed (oops, that’s probably a no-no) girl I saw – a gorgeous, stereotypical blonde California chick (hey, might as well go for it) was screaming at me, “How many babies did you kill in Vietnam?”
So my feelings were hurt. My identity was falsely challenged. I didn’t feel safe.
So aren’t I a victim too?
Or…maybe…I should just get over it?