Neither Did The Tracy Ullman Show, But…
After writing my last post, I decided it was time for me to share another story … When I was a kid, I used to spend a lot of time at my Grandmother’s house. She lived right behind us. You could walk there in under a minute. Even if you were a slow walker. I was young when I started to realize I was gay. Third grade, maybe. Doesn’t exactly matter. I don’t remember where I was when I first heard the word “gay” … what I do remember, though, is feeling relived that I now had a word for … well … what made me different. I didn’t know if i

The Golden Girls Didn’t Make Me Gay…
When I first saw it, I thought it was a joke. Someone trying to claim that I am gay because of The Golden Girls. You can find the thing at http://christwire.org/2009/10/the-golden-girls-how-one-tv-show-turned-a-generation-of-american-boys-into-homosexuals/  (copy and paste it into your browser, I didn’t make that into a hyperlink on purpose.) Then, I saw the website where it came from and realized these guys (gals?) were probably serious. Many years ago, one of the hot topics in criminology circles was weather or not violent movies made people commit violent crimes, or do stupid things to hurt themselves or others. The people that supported this view pointed t

America?
Lately, I’ve been thinking quite a bit about “America”. And, what it means to be an “American”. I’ve been reading about the Founding Fathers and the principles these great men wrote into The Constitution and the Declaration of Independence. Since the birth of this nation, The United States of America has produced some of the greatest advances in nearly all fiends, from science to technology to literature to art to medicine, just to name a few… For a country that is merely 233 years old, that’s quite an achievement. One of the things that comes to my mind when thinking about America was something that happened several years ago. I was going back and fort