Perspective is a curious thing. It’s essentially an erudite way to promote your own opinion which is often code for criticism. For example, some people may argue that I suffer from ADD, others may call it sensory overload but those who know me best realize that at the core of a consistently cynical and intermittently icy little heart, I really don’t give a fuck.
I want to cover every last LGBTQ story in depth. That’s why I put my contact information out there. In a community where I am certain there are hundreds of stories, some weeks I spend days chasing after them, only to be shut down by a gate keeper or publicist or redirected to a Web site. As Big Daddy Kane said, “Pimpin’ (CQ) ain’t easy.” It’s even harder when you’re dealing with my subject matter.
About once a week, I sit down at my desk to write this column with a bottle of Jameson’s to my left, the Karen Walker party mix of mood elevators to my right and the combination to my gun safe taped to the bottom of my keyboard. It’s a crapshoot as to which one I will eventually reach for. I made peace many months ago with the fact that I am not Perez Hilton (thanks be to God) and that the only way I am ever going to appear on “The Rachel Maddow Show” is if there is a vigil for me should I fall victim to some heinous hate crime. And by hate crime, I don’t mean bad highlights at the salon or being forced to participate in a Fantasy Football League.
What I endeavor to do on some small scale is to cover the LGBTQ community as it exists both locally and for that matter, what’s going on in the outside world. We may have our challenges here in the Bible Belt but in this particular moment in time, I have to believe that there is a microcosmic kernel of truth to be found in the ancient and rambling trickle-down theory developed by a dithering old politician of decades past. If the nation keeps moving forward on LGBTQ rights, our state will eventually follow.
Now for the ADD portion of the column...
This was a challenging writing week for me. On Sept. 4, one of our Grande Dames, Joan Rivers, took her final bow during an elective surgical procedure. Of course, with Rivers, the favorable odds were that she would exit in an encounter more closely related to a nip-tuck than she would in one related to a garbage truck. Still, I had to press on through the sorrow.
Things improved a bit on the Sept. 8 when the Ninth Circuit Court of Appeals thoroughly eviscerated the trite and never-ending arguments against same-sex marriage. Judge Marsha Berzon cut to the core of the matter by summing up the argument put forward by anti-marriage equality attorney Monte Neil Stewart. She stated, "You're sending a message that these are less desirable families. That is what you're doing. That is what you say you're doing." Thank you Judge Berzon for that moment of clarity.
The next big story broke almost simultaneously. S. Truett Cathy, founder of the not-so-gay-friendly chicken sandwich business passed away at the age of 93 on the same day the gay marriage ban was taking a beating in the courts. My grandmother, during frequent episodes of sobriety always said that one should never speak unkindly of the departed. So my only comment on Cathy’s passing is that I really used to love those little stuffed cows they sold at Chik-fil-A. I still have the Rock Star Cow and the Disco Cowboy Blue Cow on my desk. Anthropomorphic cows are dope.
Finally, it is Pride Month in South Carolina. Try as I did, I could not secure an exclusive interview with an organizer of the event in Columbia- again I am no Perez Hilton. But the festivities this year are impressive. The main event is Sept. 20 and it includes headliners such as Debra Cox, Lorrie Morgan and Ru Paul’s Drag Racers. Openly gay Latta Police Chief Crystal Moore will also be one of the Grand Marshalls. The complete list of events and hosted parties is quite impressive and can be found at www.scpride.org.
For its 25th year, attendance is projected to be in excess of 30,000. That’s a lot of LGBTQ folks milling around the areas from Main Street. to Lady Street. The photo ops alone should be epic. I want to send a very special and heartfelt note of appreciation to the wonderful folks at Reformation Lutheran Church located at 1118 Union Street for hosting a picnic on Sunday, Sept. 21 at 12:30 p.m. In a state where there are plenty of people trying to close their doors to the LGBTQ community, it is refreshing to hear someone say the simple words, “all are welcome.”
Out & About
•Friday, Sept. 12
– Breonna Tenae’s Midnight Cabaret featuring Malayia Chanel Iman will be at Pulse Ultra Club on Friday. Pulse Ultra Club is located at 2701 S. King’s Hwy., Myrtle Beach.
•Saturday, Sept. 13
– Care Team, the local HIV non-profit group will host its Beach Walk and Health Fair from 10:30 am until 1 pm.