Ahzz,
Thanks, that is a great wish. 20 years ago California started it's lottery. On the first day of the lottery I went to the nearest convenience/liquor store and while there bought a lottery ticket for both myself and my girlfriend/soon to be wife.
After purcahsing the ticket, the clerk laughed and asked me if I knew I had a better chance of dying on my way home, than winning, and we both laughed again. That is the only lottery ticket I heve ever bought.
But how grand it would be to wake up each day and all I had to do was decide what I wanted to do, becuase I for sure had enough money to it.
Love always,
Elizabeth
P.S.
I did not win, or die
One Wish....
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Ahzz
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TO be quite honest, it's the freedom to be what I want to be openly that I want the most. But activity freedom is the second biggest, so I'll settle for that one.
Can you think of a better way to acheive that besides wishing away the world's hatred and biggotry? I have been trying to come up with another way, but I simply can't think of it. 8-P
Obviously, I was trying to keep my wish as somethign that can actually happen mind you.....
Can you think of a better way to acheive that besides wishing away the world's hatred and biggotry? I have been trying to come up with another way, but I simply can't think of it. 8-P
Obviously, I was trying to keep my wish as somethign that can actually happen mind you.....
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CJ
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Hi all,
Ahzz,
Maybe the best way to be what you want to be openly is to just, well, to just be what you want to be openly. Bigotry (and hatred based on that bigotry) is the result of our ignorance; our ignorance is dispelled by the knowledge that comes from meeting and knowing people in our circle of friends and acquaintances who are what they are openly.
The boss is Morroccan at the restaurant where I go have breakfast on the weekends. The waitress is often frustrated with him for reasons that have little to do with his ethnic background, yet she often says, "Well, what can you do, eh? You know them Arabs." I tell her (and I tell her often), "Yes, I know them Arabs; the question is, do you? How many Arabs do you know, personally?" She admits that her boss is the only Arab she really knows. And on this basis she judges an entire people? I don't buy it.
Similarly, when I started truly coming out to people this year, just being who I am much more openly than I used to, people were often amazed. "You? A crossdresser? Well, I'll be damned! You're such a nice, warm, bright, and caring person. You certainly don't fit the profile of a pervert." Well, hellooo, it's because I'm not. And neither are my "sisters." This opens the door to a little bit of low-key education, to a little bit of gentle myth-dispelling. I truly believe this is the only way to fight bigotry and hatred. This is what I mean when I say "education," not an in-your-face aggressive display of my own nature to those who may not easily accept that nature, but rather a one-on-one exchange on that person's own psychological and emotional home turf, so to speak. Letting the Other discover who we are at his or her own rhythm does more to encourage that Other to want to know more about who we are than any placard-waving and Gay Pride parade participation can do. This gentleness is the very reason, for example, the waitress at the restaurant started insisting she wanted to see me come there for breakfast dressed in all my transvestite glory. She was fascinated. I'm sure she won't be looking at crossdressers (and drag queens and transsexuals and what have you) in quite the same way ever again.
No need for a million dollars (nor for a Million-CD March on Washington).
Love,
CJ
Ahzz,
Maybe the best way to be what you want to be openly is to just, well, to just be what you want to be openly. Bigotry (and hatred based on that bigotry) is the result of our ignorance; our ignorance is dispelled by the knowledge that comes from meeting and knowing people in our circle of friends and acquaintances who are what they are openly.
The boss is Morroccan at the restaurant where I go have breakfast on the weekends. The waitress is often frustrated with him for reasons that have little to do with his ethnic background, yet she often says, "Well, what can you do, eh? You know them Arabs." I tell her (and I tell her often), "Yes, I know them Arabs; the question is, do you? How many Arabs do you know, personally?" She admits that her boss is the only Arab she really knows. And on this basis she judges an entire people? I don't buy it.
Similarly, when I started truly coming out to people this year, just being who I am much more openly than I used to, people were often amazed. "You? A crossdresser? Well, I'll be damned! You're such a nice, warm, bright, and caring person. You certainly don't fit the profile of a pervert." Well, hellooo, it's because I'm not. And neither are my "sisters." This opens the door to a little bit of low-key education, to a little bit of gentle myth-dispelling. I truly believe this is the only way to fight bigotry and hatred. This is what I mean when I say "education," not an in-your-face aggressive display of my own nature to those who may not easily accept that nature, but rather a one-on-one exchange on that person's own psychological and emotional home turf, so to speak. Letting the Other discover who we are at his or her own rhythm does more to encourage that Other to want to know more about who we are than any placard-waving and Gay Pride parade participation can do. This gentleness is the very reason, for example, the waitress at the restaurant started insisting she wanted to see me come there for breakfast dressed in all my transvestite glory. She was fascinated. I'm sure she won't be looking at crossdressers (and drag queens and transsexuals and what have you) in quite the same way ever again.
No need for a million dollars (nor for a Million-CD March on Washington).
Love,
CJ
