My previous post was all about how I (evidently) hyperextended my knee. If you recall reading it, you may have noticed that I that I did not consult an actual doctor regarding my knee. Instead, I relied on the advice of friends, family (including my healthcare worker sister), and the well acknowledged corners of the internet. It’s safe to say that doctors and clinics have bigger things to worry about these days. As all of us do. This pandemic is dangerous and nothing to dismiss.
On this Sunday morning, the thoughts I communicate in this post are not so much on the disappointing political news of the week, the big sporting event that’s set to take place this evening, or even a big decision I made yesterday (a subject for a future post, I promise). Rather, it’s about other distressing news affecting the trans community.
Perhaps you’re well aware of the reality that myopic, unsympathetic state legislators (yep, from the right side of the aisle) are introducing bills designed to deny transition care to trans adolescents. Already in 2020 alone, as Vox.com reports, legislators in 8 states have introduced bills that would make it a crime for doctors to provide medically necessary care to children with gender dysphoria, with similar proposals about to surface in other conservative-leaning states.
Whenever I publish a new entry to this blog, one concern tends to run through my mind: Will you, the reader, appreciate what I want to communicate, even if it isn’t always delivered in a perfect way? In regards to wanting that perfect delivery, I’ve found myself reading, re-reading, and editing, for purposes of grammar and clarity and clarification, what I’ve already published on here. Even a comma that seems missing or a thought that gets lost in the syntax can be subject to my wanting to keep this blog rock-solid perfect.
You notice, though, that I don’t say I make edits for the sake of changing the theme or purpose of the post. Yeah, I’ll go back to edit my misspellings and bad grammar, but the purpose of the post is left unchanged: I have a story to tell, a thought to share, or praise or criticism to disclose. And though you may agree with it (hopefully) or not, I always hope you will appreciate my words and be enlightened by them.
Perhaps you’ve heard of some big news that occurred this week, big because it involved, even peripherally, a world of very popular literature — the world of Harry Potter. That world was the creation of one J.K. Rowling. Earlier this week, Ms. Rowling went to Twitter and stood up for someone whose fellowship with the Center for Global Development was not renewed, this after the fellow made statements dismissive of a proposed U.K. law that would allow trans people to self-identify their gender and not have one gender or another imposed on them. The ex-fellow claimed earlier this year that to mis-gender someone is akin to a religious or philosophical belief. But this week a British employment tribunal denied that argument and denied the fellow’s request to have her fellowship reinstated.
That’s right, I said “crap” in the title! And, yes, I’m gonna do some ranting. Let’s face it, “crap” is what Hallmark Channel gives us every holiday season with their Countdown to Christmas series, and it’s the type of crap that has been ripe for parody. Need proof? Well, let me present you as “Exhibit A” this skit from last night’s (December 14) Saturday Night Live featuring guest host Scarlett Johansson.
A couple of years ago, I had some fun (as did Saturday Night Live) at Hallmark Channel’s expense. It’s December if you haven’t noticed, meaning that network is now two months into their Countdown to Christmas movie extravaganza. And while the movie titles number in the several dozen (perhaps several hundred?), the whole block is the same old same-old: Charming setting, festive decorations everywhere, handsome male lead makes cute with pretty female lead… and little to no LGBT+ representation.
But if for one brief, shining moment, the thought of a slight change in that Countdown to Christmas formula was raised: Hallmark Channel CEO Bill Abbott, in a podcast talk with The Hollywood Reporter last month, indicated that the network was open to producing holiday movies with gay lead characters. Abbott’s passing statement resulted from the podcast’s hosts/interviewers challenging Abbott over Hallmark’s prioritizing content for a broad audience ahead of those that reflect the unique aspects of American society. Separately, Michelle Vicary, who heads the Hallmark-owned studio that produces these films for the network, indicated that they were “looking at pitches” for movies with LGBT+ characters.
One cannot… really, must not deny how significant the Stonewall riots really were. For sure, it helped propel the broad LGBT+ civil rights movement. But it wasn’t the first figurative match to be tossed. Far from it, really, as there were many other actions of rebellion, large and small, against anti-LGBT bigotry that occurred before that hot night 50 years ago this morning. (I touched on them in my previous post, which you should check out if you haven’t done so already.)
As well, one cannot go without appreciation toward all the men, women, and gender non-conforming who took stands for LGBT+ liberties before and after Stonewall. Even if they weren’t even alive when the riots occurred, they have never been afraid to say, “We’re here, we’re queer, and we can’t suffocate in the closet!”
As promised, here’s the second post where I wanted to discuss Memorial Day. Again, this is a day meant to pay tribute to those who died in service of the United States Armed Forces. If you’ve paid your own tasteful tribute today, even if it’s as simple as offering condolences or planting an American flag on a military member’s grave, good for you… for you understand the gravity of this solemn day.
Time to resurrect a recurring feature of this blog I call “Allison’s Word.” In the past, this feature has included a disembodied voice intruding my thoughts to you. However, said voice is sitting out this post, and instead I’ll share a couple of thoughts on my mind about an important subject for particular weekend:
If you’ve noticed on your calendar or in your nearest greeting card section or flower shop, Mother’s Day is taking place here in the United States this weekend. The day is, as its Wikipedia entry so eloquently puts it:
If you’ve ever perused that feed to the right of your screen, you’ve discovered that I am indeed on Flickr. And once or twice on this blog, I’ve opined of how Flickr can be a nice avenue to show off one’s outer beauty.