Today, Carl Joseph Walker-Hoover would have turned twelve.  If you don’t know his story already by his name, take a deep breath first, then read this.  His mother is interviewed here, at Essence. [If you prefer video, here's the piece on CNN.]
It is as grim a coincidence as fifteen year-old Lawrence King’s dying on Valentine’s [...]

[Limping just a tad bit behind, here's the second in a series for Robin Reagler's Freedom to Marry Week blog carnival, What About Love]
We were given license to marry in May 2008. It was new to feel welcomed into the protective embrace of the state. But not walking into your new home new; [...]

I missed this earlier piece from our gal Dana at the Mombian desk. Seems Campbell Soup Co. has marketed to the LGBT market, with an ad featuring two lesbian moms (pro chefs, it turns out) serving up some tasty soupy vittles to their son.  So far, so placid, right?
Well, surprise surprise, the American Family Association, [...]

The irony in the post title here is in no way meant to undermine the truth of the statement.  Only to perhaps indicate, through example, some of the impact of that stress: mild delirium and a slighly wild-eyed, gallows humor.
Whilst perusing the Gay Tax Protest site, I saw a piece on this November 18 American [...]

Social change takes work on multiple fronts, usually simultaneously. Popular, electoral, cultural, intellectual, emotional, juridical fronts all need to advance.  The most integral work is free: people talking to people, helping move the moveable, ideally by listening more than talking. Other free social change work entails getting one’s arse out into the public [...]

Outside my polling station at Totland, our kids’ favorite local haunt.  
 
Being a pessimist is supposed to inoculate one against disappointment, but the dirty little secret is that we’re still disappointed.  
Regarding the personal (denouement): Won’t be easy to come by for a while.  So much, too big, too sad.  So many worked so hard, [...]

One of life’s gazillion ironies: what’s exacerbating my obsession about this Prop 8 battle — a sense of protectiveness for my kids — is also behind my inability to throw myself into it 110%.  I’m sure I’m not the only one in this position.  
Ratcheting up that inability (and peppering the whole business with yet [...]

Where’s the content-free, calming photographic image for the weekend, the Proposition 8-bedraggled regular LD reader might ask?
Gone! Along with all sense of proportion to the world!  Which will return in three — count ‘em: 3! — days.  Come hell or high water, and today, at least in my home state, it looks like [...]