Invisible Casualities

May 16, 2006 at 7:52 pm (Uncategorized)

The following has been copied by an Advocate article recently posted to their website.  Click  here for the official web page.

Dear Pat Robertson
After five gay men met the notoriously antigay preacher at brunch in Virginia—and posed with him for a photo featured in the current issue of The Advocate—one of them wrote this letter to send along with a copy of the photo.

By Andrew Brewer

An Advocate.com exclusive posted, May 15, 2006

 

 Dear Pat Robertson

Mr. Pat Robertson
977 Centerville Turnpike
Virginia Beach, VA 23463

Dear Mr. Robertson:

By way of introduction, my name is Andrew Brewer. I am formerly a Biblical studies major and currently a vice president at a major network here in New York City.

I am enclosing a picture that we took together the other day–the day before Easter–at [a restaurant at the country club] The Homestead. You were very gracious in allowing us to interrupt your afternoon to pose with us. Thank you so much. After the picture you asked if we were a members of a team or club, and I replied that we were all friends from New York. We are all friends, but we do have more than that in common…

You see, we are all young men who, from the moment of birth, have always known that we were sexually attracted to those of our own gender. To a man, we have had to endure the long and difficult process of admitting this truth to others and ourselves. The reason why the road was so tough for many of us was well-meaning but horribly misguided folks who taught our parents and society in general that homosexuality is “immoral”–a “sickness” and a “sin.” Some of us were even fooled into thinking that with enough prayer and hard work we could change the way that we were lovingly created–a process that brought misery to a few of us.

Certainly, we could discuss for hours what the Bible says and doesn’t say about homosexuality, slavery, the role of women, and other pertinent issues. I’m sure we could also have exhaustive talks about the definition of what the Bible is and the veracity of what its contents. What we, as a group, would like for you to consider this spring, however, is your own relationship to Christ’s words.

Roberston group (large) | Advocate.com
On Easter weekend, five gay men sat near Pat Robertson at brunch at a Virginia country club. When he agreed to a photo, the notoriously antigay preacher (above, in yellow shirt) became part of the rainbow with (from left) Justin Croft, Orlan Boston, Jason Davis, Andrew Brewer, and Erik Bottcher.

For example, didn’t Christ–who was put to death by the government working with the religious leaders of his time, in part because of his inclusive teachings–basically say in Luke, chapters 12 and 14: “No one of you can be my disciple unless he sell all that he has, give it to the poor, and come follow me?” This is just one of the scores of lessons that Jesus, who said nothing of homosexuality, preached in praise of poverty and against wealth. Respectfully, how do you square these verses with the multimillion-dollar enterprise that you have created and the personal fortune that you have amassed for yourself? The hypocrisy of using his name to marginalize men like us–at times making our lives excruciatingly difficult–while directly and blatantly contradicting his very clear teachings is both bold and unfathomable.

Perhaps the universe or God brought us together that day before Easter so that you might be prompted to really deeply consider the fact that your rhetoric and your actions have very real consequence. We know. Although we have no doubt of your sincerity and well-meaning nature, we represent those who are victims, in one way or another, of the shaded truth you and others tell perhaps to further your own ends. Perhaps it’s just that you don’t know any better.

If you would like to discuss further, I am certainly available to talk. Thank you for you time and consideration.

Andrew Brewer

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Cow Pie Bingo

May 2, 2006 at 3:24 pm (Current Events, Uncategorized)

Bored this weekend? How about going to Alsea, Oregon for a game of Cow Drop? It's the cow pie bingo game for all ages!

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Now I know how the Oregon pioneers amused themselves, aside from running the Natives off the land and infecting them with measles.

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Meet the Parents

May 1, 2006 at 11:04 pm (Current Events, Uncategorized)

“When the adults are away, the children will play.” So the motto goes where at work much of the staff has gone home to get packed up for some out-of-state, week-long conferences.  As for me, I’m one of the few, the proud, the brave who has to put up with an office full of squirrelly interns delighted to take over their supervisor’s office space for four days.

Today I read my work evaluation. There wasn’t anything too glaring in my work performance other than my own (self-reported) past frustrations with irrational people who try to blame society’s ills on my public health do-gooding. I wonder though if I am a bit Type A, in that while I was reading my evaluation I was making corrections in some my supervisor’s grammar.

Coming soon to a theatre near you, I will be prospectively meeting the gf’s father this week. Funny how this turned into “Meet the Parents” week, as my mom is flying in on Friday to spend the weekend with me. And yes, plans have been set for Stacy to meet my mom over dinner.  To answer the obvious, no- I’m not in the slightest nervous or worried about meeting Stacy’s dad.  I can’t answer why, only that I’ve crossed a threshold in my life where people don’t intimidate me all that much. Perhaps it is because I’ve seen in people the Wizard of Oz unveiled from behind the curtain too many times. After a while you just realize that most people are just full of noise and nothing more. They don’t manage to “see to it that you are fired,” or “report you to the credit agency” five days after your bill was due (by law you have thirty days to pay before that happens). You learn after awhile that the threats your parents gave you about disowning you or being angry with you forever doesn’t play out, or that at least you are able to survive without their blessing for your choices. And you learn that life is too complex and short to worry about what others think of you, and what you must do to please them- a goal never to be fulfilled.

Being the honorary Gaylord Focker who is meeting the parent of my gf, my only focus is for Stacy’s parents to see that I care for and respect her. Whether they approve or disapprove of me is tertiary as I’m not dating them.

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