your gayness does not define you, it's your mexicanity

Sometimes I hate straight people. Sometimes I wish they would all just go away, and then gay people would be left to take over everything. Maybe this is what those stupid Christians mean by the Rapture. If that is the case, then bring it on. Maybe they should make a gay version of the Left Behind books where all the gross straight people go to "heaven," and then life is awesome for gays everywhere and we all live in peace and harmony forever.

It makes me think that Deaf people must hate hearing people sometimes because we have it so easy. And we don't even think about it. We don't have to. We move through life effortlessly with easy access to everything and basic stuff, like going to the doctor or going to a movie, isn't ever a battle. (Except I fucking hate doctors so I have to battle with myself to actually go. But making the appointment is usually hassle-free.)

I don't think anyone has it easy, really. America is not an easy place. Maybe for rich white men it is. Not for anyone else. Like Tom Petty says, "everybody's had to fight to be free." This is not a "Who's Been More Oppressed" contest. That's pointless and counterproductive. (And besides, the Gay Black Transgender Deaf Quadriplegic Jews win that one every time.)

Anyway. Some days I hate straight people. Those are usually the days when it sucks to be gay. Like around Obama's election I hated straight people for making it bittersweet. And I lumped them all together, even the ones who didn't vote for bigotry, because I fucking felt like it. Sometimes it seems like stereotypes and inaccurate generalizations are all we have left over straight people. They hold all the power. What do we have? We can call them names. Make fun of them for their penchant for sex resulting in pregnancy. Turn the tables and say they are fags because maybe that is the most insulting thing they can be called (because they are secretly gay inside and don't like to be reminded of it, *ahem* Rick Warren). And then maybe the word "fag" has less power because it stops making sense if straight people are fags, too.

Like I said, though. I don't feel like that every day. Just some days. Sometimes I like straight people because I know a lot of them, and some of them are good and nice. Like Dave and my sister, except I don't count them as straight because Andrea is my sister (which makes her half gay, genetically speaking) and Dave has a ton of lesbian friends. So that's gay by association. Adam, I think, is the straightest person I know, and I like him all the time, even on straight-hating days. And even he only partly counts because he's marrying into gayness.

And maybe you are thinking "labels, schmabels, get over yourself," but it's not about labels, it's about identity. Identity is important. Americans are very into searching out their own personal identities. And I am very much an American.

My interpreting class (still full of ridiculous idiots who don't understand what a paragraph is) has me thinking about culture a lot. Thinking too, about my own personal cultural identity. Also thinking about the similarities between Gay Culture and Deaf Culture. I should write a paper about it. At least it's interesting. I could be in a Traditional Grammar and Usage class that makes me want to stab forks in my eyes, repeatedly.

p.s. Please don't ask me how someone can be Gay and Transgender at the same time. They are two different things.