I just watched Larry King Live tonight. The show’s focus was gay bullying and the recent gay suicides. I found myself getting a bit choked up while watching the show, and my heart goes out to the families.
I was bullied for being gay when I was in high school, before I even had notion that I was gay.Coming out is rough enough without bullying, but I survived. It wasn’t until I saw the show, though, that I realized just how different things are for teens and young adults today. When I was a teen, we didn’t have Facebook. Only the “elite” had the Internet (i.e. the wealthy and the extremely geeky), and social networking sites (i.e. Myspace and Facebook) weren’t even conceptualized yet. I did have to deal with bullying, but for the most part, it ended as soon as I was in the comfort of my own home. I wasn’t inundated with it during my downtime like kids are now who get online after school from home.
This and other recent experiences are making me grow a little more sensitive. I used to allow coworkers and friends to make gay jokes around me as long as I know that they are being lighthearted about it. However, a couple instances at work have gotten out of hand. The coworkers in question have no ill-intent — they’re just making bad jokes. While it doesn’t offend me, I will be putting a stop to it. How do we know that we don’t have another coworker sitting by, hearing these jokes, and getting the wrong idea. We’re not homophobic, we just have sick senses of humor. How do we know that our bad comedic taste isn’t going to lead someone else to feel unwelcome around us or worse. Maybe harmless jokes aren’t so harmless, and on some level, I feel like I’ve even contributed to actions that have condoned the bullying of my own kind.
It’s crazy (but true) to think just how intertwined all of these actions are. If you didn’t hear Kathy’s message on my front page, please listen to it here:
Repeal Prop 8. End Don’t Ask Don’t Tell. Stop the hate.





