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Here’s an inspirational video found on YouTube about LGBT Presidents in Higher Education.
Attending the November 2010 meeting were Ray Crossman of the Adler School of Professional Psychology (Chicago, Illinois); Charles Middleton of Roosevelt University (Chicago, Illinois); Theodora Kalikow of the University of Maine at Farmington (Farmington, Maine); Les McCabe of the Semester at Sea and Institute for Shipboard Education (Charlottesville, Virginia); Ralph Hexter of the Hampshire College (Amherst, Massachusetts); Kathrine Ragsdale of the Episcopal Divinity School (Cambridge, Massachusetts); Charlita Shelton of the University of the Rockies (Colorado Springs, Colorado) and the meeting host, Neal King of Antioch University Los Angeles (Culver City, California.)
Founded in August 2010, the LGBTQ Presidents in Higher Education focuses on promoting leadership development for current and future…
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Here’s an oldie, that I posted back in 2005 but it’s time to remind ourselves why some of us don’t put money in the kettles in front of the store.
The Salvation Army is a church. They are also a huge employer in most cities receive municipal tax payer support. As a tax payer supported entity they are required to adhere to laws related to equal opportunity in hiring and services. As a church they are not.
In cities, such as San Francisco, and others across the nation, they have reiterated their freedom as a religious organization and refused to hire Gay and Lesbians. You cannot be queer and work for this church.
While I’ll be the first to admit that they do many good works, there are many other organizations who also work hard to lift up others without discrimination. I encourage you to find one of these organizations and support them. Put your dollars where they help most, and hurt least.
Thank you and Merry Christmas.
Here is the latest update to the sober podcast: Eric C. of Lambda Live & Let Live
I hope you laugh as hard as I did. 🙂
In bringing the new blog over, I found this old post that I never published. I’m publishing it now. Only 5 years late.
Ok, so we got in trouble for taking pictures in the Disaster Relief Center, but do you see any patrons? We weren’t cataloging the folks getting aid, we’re just trying to show our friends and family back home where we work. That’s all.
Here’s Wake-Me-Up-For-Work-Manny and Great-Parking-Job-Heather hanging at the end of the day. We only get slow at the very very end. In this case, only in the last 5 minutes. It was the busiest day ever! We think we topped our record. Heather must have seen a dozen people, I saw at least that many. Poor many I think saw…. one. All day long.
Welcome to the 2011 Version of my new blog. I was continuing to have difficulties with Blogspot – so I made a move over to wordpress. It was necessary but still hard as I had a number of blogs on the old site, but thankfully it appears everything moved over successfully.
I hope I remain on this site for the foreseeable future. Thank you for your patience in sticking with me. Or, if you just found me – here I am!
As many of you know, I served in the U.S. Navy from the beginning1984 to end of 1995.After 12 years it was regrettable to leave. I enjoyed my time in the Navy.
What I liked most about it, was the sense of accomplishment that came from doing a good job with highly commendable people. I liked meeting all different kinds of people from all over the country.
It was my truest exposure to diversity. In all of my jobs that have succeeded I have not worked with a more broad range of diversity in terms of cultures and geographic heritage.
That’s why it was so odd and heart breaking in making the decision to leave. I left active duty, and ultimately the navy, because of the institution of Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell.
Believe it or not, before the institution of this policy, life as a Gay man in the Navy was easier. I’m fairly certain most of my shipmates knew of my orientation. Or by virtue of not wanting to know, knew. They had long stopped asking me what I did on the weekend, or who I hung out with.
I was in a relationship with Rob after 1989. The notion that I had something so wonderful occurring in my life and not being able to share that with the people I was most close to on a daily basis.That part was difficult. I loved those folks in the navy. They were mostly my family and we supported one another. I felt very supported and mostly loved. I had achieved a high degree of accomplishment in a short period of time. The evidence of this is worn on one’s sleeve. Literally. Having three chevrons in just seven years spoke about as much me when I walked in the room as anything I could say.
I really miss that. The notion that the first thing one looks for in a person when they walk in isn’t the color of the their skin, the swish in their walk, the status of their ring finger, or the twang in their voice. You can size nearly anyone up in the first introduction by virtue of what was on their chest and what was on their sleeve. I was proud of what mine said about me.
I had been awarded the Navy Achieve Medal which is the highest commendation of personal achievement one can receive. What I was most happy with was that I earned this during the period of Desert Storm. Because of my status as an administrative professional in a squadron of aircraft specialists and aviation warfare specialists (who usually hogged all of the spotlight – we were there to fly planes after all) this accomplishment was especially noteworthy. And the idea that I did this during Desert Storm following a nomination for Sailor of the Year for my Squadron and Western Pacific Fleet among said AW’s and other aircraft specialties made me especially proud.
But I had to walk away from all of that when it became clear that the tide clearly turned after DADT was instituted. All of a sudden, those who previously hadn’t cared about orientation issues began talking openly and sometimes with hostility about the issues of Gays in the navy. Sometimes they would clearly escalate the volume of their commentary in my direction. All of this served to make me highly uncomfortable and fearful.
In 1984 I went through a horrendous arrest and investigation after being charged with homosexuality and sodomy.
I had no desire to go through that dehumanizing experience again. (I’d rather not relive that here – i’ve done so in a blog past, so if you’re interested in knowing the details, I’m not afraid to share them, I just don’t have it in me to go into it once more here)
I’ve always considered returning to the Navy. Not, as an active duty member, but rather as a reserve member. Particularly in today’s troubling economic times, and the state of Social Security I want to return so that I can complete my eight years to complete my time in order to earn my retirement. This is very important to me, and my family.
Our hope is that DADT would be repealed by now. This is particularly important because of my advanced . . . age. It appears this is the last year I have to re-join in order to reach retirement before age 60. A requirement to join the military.
So for me, I PRAY that the U.S. Senate and the President do the right thing and lift this antiquated, inhumane, and discriminatory practice. I’m speaking up about this because for those who are my friends or know me – know that this is important to someone you know.
Please do your part to support the repeal of Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell.