Monday, March 31, 2014
Mozilla Still Doing Damage Control
Last week, several employees at Mozilla called for the resignation of Mr Eich after it was revealed he had donated $1,000 in 2008 to the campaign supporting California’s Proposition 8, whilst he was Mozilla’s chief technology officer.
Now, according to The Telegraph, John Lilly, Ellen Siminoff and Gary Kovacs have all stood down as members of the company’s board of directors.
A statement from Mozilla made to The Register said the members left for “a variety of reasons”, some of which were planned before the new chief executive’s appointment.
In a statement to PinkNews on Wednesday, a Mozilla spokesperson defended the appointment of Mr Eich, saying Mozilla “has always been deeply committed to honoring diversity in sexual orientation and beliefs within our staff and community, across all the project’s activities.”
Mozilla refused to say whether it or Mr Eich supported marriage equality. (Because they don't and think we're too stupid to realize this)
However, Mr Eich has since broken his silence, saying: “[It is] my personal commitment to work on new initiatives to reach out to those who feel excluded or who have been marginalized in ways that makes their contributing to Mozilla and to open source difficult,” Mr Eich said.
“I know some will be skeptical about this, and that words alone will not change anything. I can only ask for your support to have the time to ‘show, not tell’; and in the meantime express my sorrow at having caused pain.”
He added: “You will see exemplary behavior from me toward everyone in our community, no matter who they are; and the same toward all those whom we hope will join, and for those who use our products. Mozilla’s inclusive health benefits policies will not regress in any way. And I will not tolerate behavior among community members that violates our Community Participation Guidelines or (for employees) our inclusive and non-discriminatory employment policies.”
I smell bullshit on the part of Mozilla, they knew all this before promoting this man to this position and decided to just *weather* the storm they knew would ensue.
One must wonder if they actually, knowingly employ any gay people...as for the rest, just pretty words on paper making them sound inclusive, either way, I've stopped using Firefox and now mostly use Chrome.
Mitch Eby, College Football Defensive End, Comes Out Gay
Mitch Eby, a junior defensive end on
the Chapman University football team, came out gay to teammates in a
moving speech.
Eby's coming out story was chronicled
in an Outsports.com
feature published Monday.
Eby first approached head coach Bob
Owens.
“He thought it wouldn't be a big deal
at all to my teammates,” Eby said. “He thought they'd say 'okay'
and move on. It wasn't a big deal to him whether I told the team or
not, but he just said if I wanted to do it, I should do it for
myself.”
With his coach's approval, Eby
addressed the entire team on March 18.
“I came up here today to talk to you
guys about something that I've been dealing with for quite a while.
It's something personal that I've always thought I could just bury
away, but I can't,” Eby told his teammates. “We live life so
worried about how other people view us that we forget about
ourselves. I can no longer go on living in fear, repressing myself
because of how society may view me. I can no longer lie to my
friends, family and teammates. It's time I lived life for myself for
a change.”
“With that being said, I am ready to
share with you all that I am gay.”
“It has taken me years to accept
myself for who I truly am, so it's irrational to expect everybody to
unconditionally accept me right away. However, the one thing that I
hope that I can count on from each of you, my teammates, is your
respect. Your respect as a friend, your respect as a teammate, and
your respect as a man.”
"Being gay may be something that
defines me, but it does not limit me. It is such a small part of who
I am. I am the same person you all know, no different than before.
I'm still the kid that is obsessed with pretty much anything having
to do with sports, I'm still the kid that some of you love to call
stupid nicknames like ‘mom' and ‘hot dog,' and I'm still someone
who will continue to go out there every day and push myself and push
my teammates to be the best football team around. I am your teammate,
I am your classmate and I am your brother. And I know that my
brothers will continue to stand by my side, no matter what.”
Eby said response has been
overwhelmingly positive.
Sunday, March 30, 2014
The Two Faces Of Christianity
Corey did not have an easy life. He was a popular jock guy in high school, but by the age of 15, he had been handed more than his share of abuse.
His parents were conservative, religious, on welfare and dabbled in narcotics. His birth father beat Corey at times, and neglected him at others. Corey was raised with a belief gay people were not only sinners, they were sin itself. His birth father made sure Corey was aware gay people all were killed at some point before they reached old age.
Corey had been meticulous about keeping his sexual orientation a secret. He was athletic and popular as a ‘ladies man’. ‘It was all to keep everyone from knowing,’ he told me.
Finally he started telling some of his extended family. This left him feeling exposed and vulnerable at home. If the subject were to come up, he could no longer deflect and hide. Whatever security he had felt was gone, and his self-doubt and self-loathing were at all time highs.
One evening, the issue of sexual orientation came up, in a big way. As Corey prepared for an evening at a relations’ house, a news story about gay rights came on the television. Corey reacted with a subtle positive endorsement. His birth father exploded. ‘If any fag lived in this house, I would shoot them in the head with a shotgun,’ he screamed.
Corey bolted from the house immediately. He was feeling feverish, scared and sickened. Did his father know? Was that a threat for him, or just a reminder that he lived in a den of hatred?
At the party, Corey got drunk, and physically sicker. He ended back at home and as fever raged, his despair imploded into his gut. His parents, suspicious, ignored him. Several days later, at 2am in the morning, he was up, unable to sleep, delirious and suicidal.
Across town, a woman named Mindy was closing up her household. Husband Dale was sound asleep, as were her two sons. Only her daughter Aubrey had the late night candle burning. As she strolled by Aubrey, who was diligently typing on the computer, Mindy opened her mouth to scoot her daughter off to bed.
Suddenly she saw something chilling on the computer screen over her daughter’s shoulder. Written in the chat box was the statement: ‘I am desperate. Things here are so bad, I want to slit my wrists. I am not kidding.’
Mindy dove in. ‘Who is that?’ she asked Aubrey. Aubrey told her it was Corey, whom she had met when he had taken Aubrey to the homecoming dance. Aubrey explained he was sick, but his parents were ignoring him. Much to Aubrey’s shock, Mindy declared: ‘We are going to get him.’
Some mama-grizzly instinct took Mindy over. ‘It was like I was possessed by someone else. I knew I needed to act, and to do something, but everything I did was against my nature and not how I usually act as a person.’
Forty minutes later, Mindy and Aubrey were at the trailer in which Corey lived with his family. He came out and got in their van. His father wandered out and demanded to know what Mindy was doing.
The normally honest to a fault Mindy heard herself telling a lie. In a casual nonchalant demeanor, especially one for almost three in the morning, she heard herself say: ‘Oh hi! Sorry to disturb. We had invited Corey to go to the mountains with us. We thought an early start would be best.’
Corey’s birthfather turned flirty and asked Mindy when she was going to come take HIM to the mountains. Mindy laughed coyly, played the part and flirted right back. After a few minutes, the van was on its way, with Corey in it.
When they returned home, Mindy was in for the biggest shock of the night. When Corey walked into the light, she could see he was almost blue, he had pneumonia, and she knew that without her intervention, he would have likely died.
For Dale, he was just mystified. ‘I came downstairs in the morning to cook breakfast and there is this kid sleeping on my couch. He wasn’t there when I went to bed!’
For the next few weeks, Corey’s birth parents did not inquire as to where he was. Finally, nursed back to health, he returned home and the growing awareness of his homosexuality again became the unspoken issue. Finally, he decided to confide in his mother. He figured she was oppressed and passive, and likely to keep it to herself.
That was not the case. She called Corey’s birth father who stormed home and broke into the house railing at the top of his lungs.
‘He was yelling and screaming about how a fag was living in his home and he can’t believe the devil was in his presence. I locked myself in my room when my brother came home. The first thing my father did was tell him about how his brother was nothing but a worthless fag,’ Corey recalled.
All three family members tried to break into his bedroom for hours. Later they retreated, and Corey escaped to the bathroom with a much stronger door and lock. He sat in a corner of the bathroom with his possessions in a paper bag, afraid for his life. In the wee hours of the morning, when the three had passed out, he escaped the house – never to return.
He went back to his friend Aubrey’s house. It was not just Aubrey and Mindy to his rescue. Dad Dale, and brothers Andrew and Mason all stepped up as they had during his illness. The family had come to love him. For them, he belonged. He was home.
They did not know at first that he was gay. They just understood that he needed them. When they did find out that he was gay and had been driven from his former home because of it, it did not matter, not even to conservative dad, Dale. They already loved him, and for some unapparent reason, they seemed to need him too.
The family met together so that each person could have his or her say. It was unanimous; every single member wanted Corey to stay permanently.
Dale described what happened next: ‘Initially we set Corey’s bedroom up in our basement. We gathered what we could since he didn’t bring anything with him.
‘His first bedroom in our home was made of walls with moving blankets tacked to the ceiling. There was a bed, a nightstand, an old dresser and a box fan.
‘That kid was so freaking happy. I think that moment really made Aubrey, Andrew and Mason appreciate what they have. Made me cry to see Corey with next to nothing and be happy about it.’
The next year was a challenge for all involved. At first the birth family created noise. The small community also backlashed against Corey’s new family. Andrew and Aubrey were both taunted at school for going after a gay brother, and some of Mindy and Dale’s family and friends out and out rejected them.
Corey stood strong, and it inspired his new family to do so as well.
Dale stated: ‘I had issues growing up and I wish I had been as strong as Corey to stand up for myself when I was a teenager. Corey has taught me a lot.’
The family got a court date. They were extremely nervous and had documented all the events leading up to the adoption. They watched the door of the courtroom waiting for their adversaries to arrive. They waited and watched. Time passed.
Corey’s birth family did not show up. They had no apparent argument to contest the adoption, no concern. Their offspring was gay and they signaled they were perfectly willing to adopt him out as a consequence.
For Corey, Mindy, Dale, Aubrey, Andrew and Mason, the day became known as ‘Gotcha’ day. A family got Corey, and he got them. Aubrey, Andrew and Mason became tireless advocates for Corey and LGBTI rights in general. Eleven year old Mason, who previously had been disinterested in things outside of a little boy’s world made a rainbow freedom art project he dedicated to his new big brother.
Mindy describe the events of the past three years: ‘I want the world to know that Corey is a beautiful human being. I want them to know that any pain we went through or will go through is worth it.
‘Why is it worth it? Because love is the most powerful force. I want the world to see Corey’s pain and know it is not necessary. Sexuality is such a small part of who we are. First and foremost Corey is a loving, genuine, caring, intelligent human being. Who he is attracted to and who he marries is of little significance.
‘I’m certain his partner will be as kind and loving as himself. Isn’t that what this world needs? I want the world to know that standing up for people who can’t stand up for themselves is vital to our survival. Standing up for what is right is not always easy, but it is always right.
‘Our family fell in love with Corey for Corey… his sexuality did not change who he was. I also want the world to know that we are a family. I want people to understand that genetics are just science. Families are built from unconditional love.’
For Dale, it is a little simpler. He told me that he still sees Corey’s birth father around their small town.
‘He knows how to put on a front,’ Dale commented. ‘He smiles and acts like nothing is a big deal. He says: “Thanks, appreciate what you are doing for my boy.”’
In those encounters, Dale does not say much. He turns and walks away. He whispers to himself: ‘I have news for you. He is not your boy. He’s my son.’
His parents were conservative, religious, on welfare and dabbled in
narcotics. His birth father beat Corey at times, and neglected him at
others. Corey was raised with a belief gay people were not only sinners,
they were sin itself. His birth father made sure Corey was aware gay
people all were killed at some point before they reached old age.
Corey had been meticulous about keeping his sexual orientation a secret. He was athletic and popular as a ‘ladies man’. ‘It was all to keep everyone from knowing,’ he told me.
Finally he started telling some of his extended family. This left him feeling exposed and vulnerable at home. If the subject were to come up, he could no longer deflect and hide. Whatever security he had felt was gone, and his self-doubt and self-loathing were at all time highs.
One evening, the issue of sexual orientation came up, in a big way. As Corey prepared for an evening at a relations’ house, a news story about gay rights came on the television. Corey reacted with a subtle positive endorsement. His birth father exploded. ‘If any fag lived in this house, I would shoot them in the head with a shotgun,’ he screamed.
Corey bolted from the house immediately. He was feeling feverish, scared and sickened. Did his father know? Was that a threat for him, or just a reminder that he lived in a den of hatred?
At the party, Corey got drunk, and physically sicker. He ended back at home and as fever raged, his despair imploded into his gut. His parents, suspicious, ignored him. Several days later, at 2am in the morning, he was up, unable to sleep, delirious and suicidal.
Across town, a woman named Mindy was closing up her household. Husband Dale was sound asleep, as were her two sons. Only her daughter Aubrey had the late night candle burning. As she strolled by Aubrey, who was diligently typing on the computer, Mindy opened her mouth to scoot her daughter off to bed.
- See more at: http://www.gaystarnews.com/article/amazing-family-who-rescued-rejected-sick-and-suicidal-gay-teen250314#sthash.lNQ7RL92.dpuf
Corey had been meticulous about keeping his sexual orientation a secret. He was athletic and popular as a ‘ladies man’. ‘It was all to keep everyone from knowing,’ he told me.
Finally he started telling some of his extended family. This left him feeling exposed and vulnerable at home. If the subject were to come up, he could no longer deflect and hide. Whatever security he had felt was gone, and his self-doubt and self-loathing were at all time highs.
One evening, the issue of sexual orientation came up, in a big way. As Corey prepared for an evening at a relations’ house, a news story about gay rights came on the television. Corey reacted with a subtle positive endorsement. His birth father exploded. ‘If any fag lived in this house, I would shoot them in the head with a shotgun,’ he screamed.
Corey bolted from the house immediately. He was feeling feverish, scared and sickened. Did his father know? Was that a threat for him, or just a reminder that he lived in a den of hatred?
At the party, Corey got drunk, and physically sicker. He ended back at home and as fever raged, his despair imploded into his gut. His parents, suspicious, ignored him. Several days later, at 2am in the morning, he was up, unable to sleep, delirious and suicidal.
Across town, a woman named Mindy was closing up her household. Husband Dale was sound asleep, as were her two sons. Only her daughter Aubrey had the late night candle burning. As she strolled by Aubrey, who was diligently typing on the computer, Mindy opened her mouth to scoot her daughter off to bed.
- See more at: http://www.gaystarnews.com/article/amazing-family-who-rescued-rejected-sick-and-suicidal-gay-teen250314#sthash.lNQ7RL92.dpuf
His parents were conservative, religious, on welfare and dabbled in
narcotics. His birth father beat Corey at times, and neglected him at
others. Corey was raised with a belief gay people were not only sinners,
they were sin itself. His birth father made sure Corey was aware gay
people all were killed at some point before they reached old age.
Corey had been meticulous about keeping his sexual orientation a secret. He was athletic and popular as a ‘ladies man’. ‘It was all to keep everyone from knowing,’ he told me.
Finally he started telling some of his extended family. This left him feeling exposed and vulnerable at home. If the subject were to come up, he could no longer deflect and hide. Whatever security he had felt was gone, and his self-doubt and self-loathing were at all time highs.
One evening, the issue of sexual orientation came up, in a big way. As Corey prepared for an evening at a relations’ house, a news story about gay rights came on the television. Corey reacted with a subtle positive endorsement. His birth father exploded. ‘If any fag lived in this house, I would shoot them in the head with a shotgun,’ he screamed.
Corey bolted from the house immediately. He was feeling feverish, scared and sickened. Did his father know? Was that a threat for him, or just a reminder that he lived in a den of hatred?
At the party, Corey got drunk, and physically sicker. He ended back at home and as fever raged, his despair imploded into his gut. His parents, suspicious, ignored him. Several days later, at 2am in the morning, he was up, unable to sleep, delirious and suicidal.
Across town, a woman named Mindy was closing up her household. Husband Dale was sound asleep, as were her two sons. Only her daughter Aubrey had the late night candle burning. As she strolled by Aubrey, who was diligently typing on the computer, Mindy opened her mouth to scoot her daughter off to bed.
Suddenly she saw something chilling on the computer screen over her daughter’s shoulder. Written in the chat box was the statement: ‘I am desperate. Things here are so bad, I want to slit my wrists. I am not kidding.’
Mindy dove in. ‘Who is that?’ she asked Aubrey. Aubrey told her it was Corey, whom she had met when he had taken Aubrey to the homecoming dance. Aubrey explained he was sick, but his parents were ignoring him. Much to Aubrey’s shock, Mindy declared: ‘We are going to get him.’
Some mama-grizzly instinct took Mindy over. ‘It was like I was possessed by someone else. I knew I needed to act, and to do something, but everything I did was against my nature and not how I usually act as a person.’
Forty minutes later, Mindy and Aubrey were at the trailer in which Corey lived with his family. He came out and got in their van. His father wandered out and demanded to know what Mindy was doing.
The normally honest to a fault Mindy heard herself telling a lie. In a casual nonchalant demeanor, especially one for almost three in the morning, she heard herself say: ‘Oh hi! Sorry to disturb. We had invited Corey to go to the mountains with us. We thought an early start would be best.’
Corey’s birthfather turned flirty and asked Mindy when she was going to come take HIM to the mountains. Mindy laughed coyly, played the part and flirted right back. After a few minutes, the van was on its way, with Corey in it.
When they returned home, Mindy was in for the biggest shock of the night. When Corey walked into the light, she could see he was almost blue, he had pneumonia, and she knew that without her intervention, he would have likely died.
For Dale, he was just mystified. ‘I came downstairs in the morning to cook breakfast and there is this kid sleeping on my couch. He wasn’t there when I went to bed!’
For the next few weeks, Corey’s birth parents did not inquire as to where he was. Finally, nursed back to health, he returned home and the growing awareness of his homosexuality again became the unspoken issue. Finally, he decided to confide in his mother. He figured she was oppressed and passive, and likely to keep it to herself.
That was not the case. She called Corey’s birth father who stormed home and broke into the house railing at the top of his lungs.
‘He was yelling and screaming about how a fag was living in his home and he can’t believe the devil was in his presence. I locked myself in my room when my brother came home. The first thing my father did was tell him about how his brother was nothing but a worthless fag,’ Corey recalled.
All three family members tried to break into his bedroom for hours. Later they retreated, and Corey escaped to the bathroom with a much stronger door and lock. He sat in a corner of the bathroom with his possessions in a paper bag, afraid for his life. In the wee hours of the morning, when the three had passed out, he escaped the house – never to return.
He went back to his friend Aubrey’s house. It was not just Aubrey and Mindy to his rescue. Dad Dale, and brothers Andrew and Mason all stepped up as they had during his illness. The family had come to love him. For them, he belonged. He was home.
- See more at: http://www.gaystarnews.com/article/amazing-family-who-rescued-rejected-sick-and-suicidal-gay-teen250314#sthash.lNQ7RL92.dpuf
Corey had been meticulous about keeping his sexual orientation a secret. He was athletic and popular as a ‘ladies man’. ‘It was all to keep everyone from knowing,’ he told me.
Finally he started telling some of his extended family. This left him feeling exposed and vulnerable at home. If the subject were to come up, he could no longer deflect and hide. Whatever security he had felt was gone, and his self-doubt and self-loathing were at all time highs.
One evening, the issue of sexual orientation came up, in a big way. As Corey prepared for an evening at a relations’ house, a news story about gay rights came on the television. Corey reacted with a subtle positive endorsement. His birth father exploded. ‘If any fag lived in this house, I would shoot them in the head with a shotgun,’ he screamed.
Corey bolted from the house immediately. He was feeling feverish, scared and sickened. Did his father know? Was that a threat for him, or just a reminder that he lived in a den of hatred?
At the party, Corey got drunk, and physically sicker. He ended back at home and as fever raged, his despair imploded into his gut. His parents, suspicious, ignored him. Several days later, at 2am in the morning, he was up, unable to sleep, delirious and suicidal.
Across town, a woman named Mindy was closing up her household. Husband Dale was sound asleep, as were her two sons. Only her daughter Aubrey had the late night candle burning. As she strolled by Aubrey, who was diligently typing on the computer, Mindy opened her mouth to scoot her daughter off to bed.
Suddenly she saw something chilling on the computer screen over her daughter’s shoulder. Written in the chat box was the statement: ‘I am desperate. Things here are so bad, I want to slit my wrists. I am not kidding.’
Mindy dove in. ‘Who is that?’ she asked Aubrey. Aubrey told her it was Corey, whom she had met when he had taken Aubrey to the homecoming dance. Aubrey explained he was sick, but his parents were ignoring him. Much to Aubrey’s shock, Mindy declared: ‘We are going to get him.’
Some mama-grizzly instinct took Mindy over. ‘It was like I was possessed by someone else. I knew I needed to act, and to do something, but everything I did was against my nature and not how I usually act as a person.’
Forty minutes later, Mindy and Aubrey were at the trailer in which Corey lived with his family. He came out and got in their van. His father wandered out and demanded to know what Mindy was doing.
The normally honest to a fault Mindy heard herself telling a lie. In a casual nonchalant demeanor, especially one for almost three in the morning, she heard herself say: ‘Oh hi! Sorry to disturb. We had invited Corey to go to the mountains with us. We thought an early start would be best.’
Corey’s birthfather turned flirty and asked Mindy when she was going to come take HIM to the mountains. Mindy laughed coyly, played the part and flirted right back. After a few minutes, the van was on its way, with Corey in it.
When they returned home, Mindy was in for the biggest shock of the night. When Corey walked into the light, she could see he was almost blue, he had pneumonia, and she knew that without her intervention, he would have likely died.
For Dale, he was just mystified. ‘I came downstairs in the morning to cook breakfast and there is this kid sleeping on my couch. He wasn’t there when I went to bed!’
For the next few weeks, Corey’s birth parents did not inquire as to where he was. Finally, nursed back to health, he returned home and the growing awareness of his homosexuality again became the unspoken issue. Finally, he decided to confide in his mother. He figured she was oppressed and passive, and likely to keep it to herself.
That was not the case. She called Corey’s birth father who stormed home and broke into the house railing at the top of his lungs.
‘He was yelling and screaming about how a fag was living in his home and he can’t believe the devil was in his presence. I locked myself in my room when my brother came home. The first thing my father did was tell him about how his brother was nothing but a worthless fag,’ Corey recalled.
All three family members tried to break into his bedroom for hours. Later they retreated, and Corey escaped to the bathroom with a much stronger door and lock. He sat in a corner of the bathroom with his possessions in a paper bag, afraid for his life. In the wee hours of the morning, when the three had passed out, he escaped the house – never to return.
He went back to his friend Aubrey’s house. It was not just Aubrey and Mindy to his rescue. Dad Dale, and brothers Andrew and Mason all stepped up as they had during his illness. The family had come to love him. For them, he belonged. He was home.
- See more at: http://www.gaystarnews.com/article/amazing-family-who-rescued-rejected-sick-and-suicidal-gay-teen250314#sthash.lNQ7RL92.dpuf
His parents were conservative, religious, on welfare and dabbled in
narcotics. His birth father beat Corey at times, and neglected him at
others. Corey was raised with a belief gay people were not only sinners,
they were sin itself. His birth father made sure Corey was aware gay
people all were killed at some point before they reached old age.
Corey had been meticulous about keeping his sexual orientation a secret. He was athletic and popular as a ‘ladies man’. ‘It was all to keep everyone from knowing,’ he told me.
Finally he started telling some of his extended family. This left him feeling exposed and vulnerable at home. If the subject were to come up, he could no longer deflect and hide. Whatever security he had felt was gone, and his self-doubt and self-loathing were at all time highs.
One evening, the issue of sexual orientation came up, in a big way. As Corey prepared for an evening at a relations’ house, a news story about gay rights came on the television. Corey reacted with a subtle positive endorsement. His birth father exploded. ‘If any fag lived in this house, I would shoot them in the head with a shotgun,’ he screamed.
Corey bolted from the house immediately. He was feeling feverish, scared and sickened. Did his father know? Was that a threat for him, or just a reminder that he lived in a den of hatred?
At the party, Corey got drunk, and physically sicker. He ended back at home and as fever raged, his despair imploded into his gut. His parents, suspicious, ignored him. Several days later, at 2am in the morning, he was up, unable to sleep, delirious and suicidal.
Across town, a woman named Mindy was closing up her household. Husband Dale was sound asleep, as were her two sons. Only her daughter Aubrey had the late night candle burning. As she strolled by Aubrey, who was diligently typing on the computer, Mindy opened her mouth to scoot her daughter off to bed.
Suddenly she saw something chilling on the computer screen over her daughter’s shoulder. Written in the chat box was the statement: ‘I am desperate. Things here are so bad, I want to slit my wrists. I am not kidding.’
Mindy dove in. ‘Who is that?’ she asked Aubrey. Aubrey told her it was Corey, whom she had met when he had taken Aubrey to the homecoming dance. Aubrey explained he was sick, but his parents were ignoring him. Much to Aubrey’s shock, Mindy declared: ‘We are going to get him.’
Some mama-grizzly instinct took Mindy over. ‘It was like I was possessed by someone else. I knew I needed to act, and to do something, but everything I did was against my nature and not how I usually act as a person.’
Forty minutes later, Mindy and Aubrey were at the trailer in which Corey lived with his family. He came out and got in their van. His father wandered out and demanded to know what Mindy was doing.
The normally honest to a fault Mindy heard herself telling a lie. In a casual nonchalant demeanor, especially one for almost three in the morning, she heard herself say: ‘Oh hi! Sorry to disturb. We had invited Corey to go to the mountains with us. We thought an early start would be best.’
Corey’s birthfather turned flirty and asked Mindy when she was going to come take HIM to the mountains. Mindy laughed coyly, played the part and flirted right back. After a few minutes, the van was on its way, with Corey in it.
When they returned home, Mindy was in for the biggest shock of the night. When Corey walked into the light, she could see he was almost blue, he had pneumonia, and she knew that without her intervention, he would have likely died.
For Dale, he was just mystified. ‘I came downstairs in the morning to cook breakfast and there is this kid sleeping on my couch. He wasn’t there when I went to bed!’
For the next few weeks, Corey’s birth parents did not inquire as to where he was. Finally, nursed back to health, he returned home and the growing awareness of his homosexuality again became the unspoken issue. Finally, he decided to confide in his mother. He figured she was oppressed and passive, and likely to keep it to herself.
That was not the case. She called Corey’s birth father who stormed home and broke into the house railing at the top of his lungs.
‘He was yelling and screaming about how a fag was living in his home and he can’t believe the devil was in his presence. I locked myself in my room when my brother came home. The first thing my father did was tell him about how his brother was nothing but a worthless fag,’ Corey recalled.
All three family members tried to break into his bedroom for hours. Later they retreated, and Corey escaped to the bathroom with a much stronger door and lock. He sat in a corner of the bathroom with his possessions in a paper bag, afraid for his life. In the wee hours of the morning, when the three had passed out, he escaped the house – never to return.
He went back to his friend Aubrey’s house. It was not just Aubrey and Mindy to his rescue. Dad Dale, and brothers Andrew and Mason all stepped up as they had during his illness. The family had come to love him. For them, he belonged. He was home.
- See more at: http://www.gaystarnews.com/article/amazing-family-who-rescued-rejected-sick-and-suicidal-gay-teen250314#sthash.lNQ7RL92.dpuf
Corey had been meticulous about keeping his sexual orientation a secret. He was athletic and popular as a ‘ladies man’. ‘It was all to keep everyone from knowing,’ he told me.
Finally he started telling some of his extended family. This left him feeling exposed and vulnerable at home. If the subject were to come up, he could no longer deflect and hide. Whatever security he had felt was gone, and his self-doubt and self-loathing were at all time highs.
One evening, the issue of sexual orientation came up, in a big way. As Corey prepared for an evening at a relations’ house, a news story about gay rights came on the television. Corey reacted with a subtle positive endorsement. His birth father exploded. ‘If any fag lived in this house, I would shoot them in the head with a shotgun,’ he screamed.
Corey bolted from the house immediately. He was feeling feverish, scared and sickened. Did his father know? Was that a threat for him, or just a reminder that he lived in a den of hatred?
At the party, Corey got drunk, and physically sicker. He ended back at home and as fever raged, his despair imploded into his gut. His parents, suspicious, ignored him. Several days later, at 2am in the morning, he was up, unable to sleep, delirious and suicidal.
Across town, a woman named Mindy was closing up her household. Husband Dale was sound asleep, as were her two sons. Only her daughter Aubrey had the late night candle burning. As she strolled by Aubrey, who was diligently typing on the computer, Mindy opened her mouth to scoot her daughter off to bed.
Suddenly she saw something chilling on the computer screen over her daughter’s shoulder. Written in the chat box was the statement: ‘I am desperate. Things here are so bad, I want to slit my wrists. I am not kidding.’
Mindy dove in. ‘Who is that?’ she asked Aubrey. Aubrey told her it was Corey, whom she had met when he had taken Aubrey to the homecoming dance. Aubrey explained he was sick, but his parents were ignoring him. Much to Aubrey’s shock, Mindy declared: ‘We are going to get him.’
Some mama-grizzly instinct took Mindy over. ‘It was like I was possessed by someone else. I knew I needed to act, and to do something, but everything I did was against my nature and not how I usually act as a person.’
Forty minutes later, Mindy and Aubrey were at the trailer in which Corey lived with his family. He came out and got in their van. His father wandered out and demanded to know what Mindy was doing.
The normally honest to a fault Mindy heard herself telling a lie. In a casual nonchalant demeanor, especially one for almost three in the morning, she heard herself say: ‘Oh hi! Sorry to disturb. We had invited Corey to go to the mountains with us. We thought an early start would be best.’
Corey’s birthfather turned flirty and asked Mindy when she was going to come take HIM to the mountains. Mindy laughed coyly, played the part and flirted right back. After a few minutes, the van was on its way, with Corey in it.
When they returned home, Mindy was in for the biggest shock of the night. When Corey walked into the light, she could see he was almost blue, he had pneumonia, and she knew that without her intervention, he would have likely died.
For Dale, he was just mystified. ‘I came downstairs in the morning to cook breakfast and there is this kid sleeping on my couch. He wasn’t there when I went to bed!’
For the next few weeks, Corey’s birth parents did not inquire as to where he was. Finally, nursed back to health, he returned home and the growing awareness of his homosexuality again became the unspoken issue. Finally, he decided to confide in his mother. He figured she was oppressed and passive, and likely to keep it to herself.
That was not the case. She called Corey’s birth father who stormed home and broke into the house railing at the top of his lungs.
‘He was yelling and screaming about how a fag was living in his home and he can’t believe the devil was in his presence. I locked myself in my room when my brother came home. The first thing my father did was tell him about how his brother was nothing but a worthless fag,’ Corey recalled.
All three family members tried to break into his bedroom for hours. Later they retreated, and Corey escaped to the bathroom with a much stronger door and lock. He sat in a corner of the bathroom with his possessions in a paper bag, afraid for his life. In the wee hours of the morning, when the three had passed out, he escaped the house – never to return.
He went back to his friend Aubrey’s house. It was not just Aubrey and Mindy to his rescue. Dad Dale, and brothers Andrew and Mason all stepped up as they had during his illness. The family had come to love him. For them, he belonged. He was home.
- See more at: http://www.gaystarnews.com/article/amazing-family-who-rescued-rejected-sick-and-suicidal-gay-teen250314#sthash.lNQ7RL92.dpuf
Saturday, March 29, 2014
Gay South African Man Brutally Beaten And Set On Fire While Teens Watch
Senior Reporter Maahir Pretorius told Mambaonline that his investigation had led him to seven individuals between the ages of 14 and 16 and one of 18 years who apparently witnessed Olyn’s nightmarish death.
On Saturday evening, the youths from the Belle Vista neighborhood were drinking near a local dam when they were invited by a man to watch how he was “going to kill a moffie [fag].”
They arrived on the scene where they found the victim already covered in blood and tied up with wire.
The teens were urged to watch as the alleged attacker bashed Olyn on the head with a brick and jumped on his face while shouting in Afrikaans, “voetsek” ["fuck off"].
Throughout the ordeal, Olyn only made groaning noises, said the teenagers. The alleged killer then placed branches around the victim and set him on fire.
Shockingly, the young witnesses wandered off without telling anyone about the incident. They returned to the scene the next morning to see if Olyn was still alive.
Only then did they inform a woman about the lifeless and half-naked burnt body. She in turn called the police.
When Pretorius visited the area he met with the witnesses and was shocked by how little impact the incident appeared to have had on them.
“I spoke to those kids and they were kicking a ball around and I though that perhaps they needed help or counselling, but this was nothing new for them. They are exposed to violence on a daily basis,” he told Mambaonline.
Pretorius noted that Olyn was well known as a gay man in the area and had participated in local drag pageants. A friend described the victim as a “gentle” person and said that he did not deserve to die in that manner.
The alleged murderer was arrested on Sunday by the police.
Responding to news of the appalling crime, Johan Meyer, Health Manager at OUT LGBT Well-being, said that he was “extremely sad and shocked, to say the least, to hear of yet another senseless murder of a gay person, simply because he or she is ‘different’,” adding that “we mourn the snuffing out of another young life.”
Meyer said that the alleged killer’s words of “going to kill a moffie” indicate that the murder was clearly a hate crime. He called on the authorities to take strong action against the alleged perpetrator.
“We further urge the police investigators to be vigilant and thorough in their investigation, and to make sure that justice will be served. No stone should be left unturned to make sure that this particular case will not become just another statistic. This is a hate crime, and should be treated as such.”
There's a sickness in Africa...it's called evangelical Christianity.
We see it venomously infecting each and every African nation one by one, as well as Europe, the Russian Federation and the USA.
Everywhere these people go, they preach hate, condone acts of violence and even call for the death of homosexuals.
These monsters need to be stopped and held accountable for their crimes against humanity!
Friday, March 28, 2014
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