Pride

Yarn Harlot wrote about the Pride march near her and where to find some cool rainbow yarn. She also put some excellent quotes from people who see that there's nothing wrong with being gay. The post is here. Out of nearly 200 commenters only 2 were negative.

Here's one of them:

" Ok, that does it. You just lost me. I can no longer support someone who promotes homosexual lifestyles. Sorry hun. You just dropped off my blog AND my book list. Anyone want some Yarn Harlot books, cheap?"

Posted by: Patricia at July 1, 2008 5:59 PM

Here's what I wrote:

"Hey, Patricia - you're going to give up all your Harlot books because she "supports homosexual lifestyles"?

Hell, I'll take 'em! Can I also go through all your music, books, movies and art? I guarantee most of what you have (all the secular stuff anyway) was created by people who are just fine with homosexuality, not to mention that quite a bit of the artistic world are ACTUALLY homosexual.

ooooh, and while we're at it, can I go through your clothes, furniture, home decor.. OH and your yarn! Do you have any hand-dyed yarn from indie dyers? Not to stereotype but most fashion, furniture, home decor designers I know or have seen on TV are part of the "family" (again, either in a supportive role or as actual players). Same goes for most indie dyers.

As anti-gay support statements go, yours was one of the most ignorant I've seen. And that's sayin' something!

Thanks and if you'd like to send me those books, you can find me at 5elementknitr.blogspot.com."

People slay me. Four of my closest friends in high school came out our senior year. When I was stationed at Ft. Huachuca, AZ (1994-96) I was surrounded by lesbians. On the Women's Medac Softball Team, out of 15 women, I was one of 2 1/2 that were straight. (Evelyn was bi. Her attitude was, "Why limit yourself?" Why indeed, Evelyn, why indeed.) My captain and my NCO (sergeant in charge) in the eye clinic were both women and both in monogamous relationships with other women.

When I met Dave, he used to tease me saying, "Seriously, babe, do you have any straight friends?" Of course, the majority of my friends were/are straight. My aunt is not. In the Army, they called themselves "the family" and I'm pretty sure that's not a phrase exclusive to the military.

I never saw what the big deal was. To each there own.

Friend of the Family, Ruth!