Gay bashings happen in every city in this country, and every city in every other country on earth. Just last week in Cardiff, UK a gay photographer was blinded by gay-bashers who doused him in gasoline. This is definitely not just a rural small town problem, unfortunately.
Well, I hope they at least get locked up for assault, bias crime laws or not. Sadly, I'm not at all surprised this happened- a lot of people still hate us, and the appearance of LGBT rights gaining firmer ground in this country is only making them more vicious in some cases. Hell, you can still get fired for being gay in some of the states that now have marriage equality.
But good for that Catholic school for firing the coach. That was a bit surprising.
I've read that independence has huge support among Scottish LGBT groups and people. Don't know if that's true, but I found it interesting. Also, if Scotland does become independent, I wonder what it will do to the politics of Irish nationalism.
I can understand mentioning the major memorials and stuff as a brief story, but I hate it when news media insists on replaying the footage from that morning over and over, even now. I mean, we all saw it as it happened, we all remember watching it, we know what happened. I don't see the point in replaying it 13 years later, especially when there are major news stories from around the currently imploding world right now that are much more urgent.
So, yeah, I'm pretty much obsessed with this story. I'm trying to read it slowly because I don't want it to end! Though I love everything about it so far, and I'm bracing myself for the legal drama aspect that I'm sure is coming, what I really find intriguing about it thus far is that it's a kind of study on identity and the fluidity of identity and sexuality in general. Really great stuff here.
I'm so new to this site, and obviously never got to interact with him, but I'm very sorry for those that knew him. I hope they find the peace and comfort that he has now found himself.
Really nice piece. I was left with both a sense of longing and of purpose. I liked the theme of asking questions, as we so rarely have answers to anything in life.