Taken by Steve Parris, of Seattle |
So, when I was little, my dad was a hippie– I’ve gone on about Brother Bus elsewhere, but one of the details I neglected there was that strung between the front and back of the car, right where a chauffeur would have a window on a limo, were two giant peace flags.
My dad once got pulled over by men in black suits because they did NOT like those peace flags.
I suppose if there’s anything a five year old needs in education about symbols, it’s having a scary man ask her dad if he was ready to go to jail for defacing the American flag. Of course, it was just a scare tactic– especially when they realized that their young hippie had a little girl and a dog in the back of the bus, but it did make it’s point.
Freedom to believe in the symbol of your choosing is so important.
So when a reader sent me this picture, taken from last year’s Seattle Pride, I was enchanted. Now the reader has sent me some ASTOUNDING photos of Seattle before this– I love his eye and his take on the world.
But given the Supreme Court’s ruling on Friday– and how very much I like this symbol– I asked if I could show this one.
Oh please, world– let us know love, and some joy, and, in this matter of simple human dignity, a little peace.
A little peace would be wonderful. I read a collum in the NYTimes over the weekend. In it, a woman moaned that now that gay marriage is legal, more of the "specialness" of being gay was eroded.
I wanted to shout, BUT YOU WANTED TO BE LIKE EVERYONE ELSE AND HAVE LIVES LIKE EVERYONE ELSE AND NOW YOU HAVE A CHANCE.
I am afraid I don't understand….