There's that old saying: "1 in 10". In other words, for every ten people in the populace, there is one who is LGBT. As always, this ratio is probably slightly faulty or exaggerated, but still, it can be a good indicator of the fact that homosexuality is always more common than some would love for you to believe. So how depressing is it that there were only 10 LGBT athletes at the games this year? Out of 10,500 (give or take) athletes? If the ratio was even slightly off... well there still should have at least been a thousand gays and lesbians prancing about. Of course, those 10 athletes are OUT. I say OUT because there is a trend for LGBT athletes to come out after their career is over (Both Olympic athletes and professional athletes in general); think a certain famous diver, perhaps the greatest ever in the sport and who's initials went G.L. Homophobia is still going ever strong, it seems, in the world of athletics.
So, how amazing and gratifying is it that the ONLY OUT GAY MALE athlete won a Gold tonight?! That he came out of nowhere and ruined China's chances of an Olympics sweep in Diving?! That he was totally the underdog, yet managed to perform the GREATEST dive in Olympic History. No one has ever scored higher than Matthew Mitcham; he was fighting for Silver and unexpectedly walked away with Gold. I sat watching as he would wave at the cameras, smiling and grinning (and fixing his little faux hawk) after every dive. But after that last one... well he just broke down in tears, overcome with the unexpected win. It was emotional and it was... well it's empowering. When Mitcham came out, he became one of the few Australian athletes to ever do so. More importantly, he became the only gay face for these entire Olympics. The 20-year-old won Gold tonight and just... it was so wonderful, my friends. So fucking wonderful to see.
Btw, Mitcham couldn't afford to have his partner come to the games... so Johnson & Johnson awarded him an Olympic Scholarship to make that possible.
Well... I know I was going to be disappointed no matter who was picked. I long ago realized that a Obama / Clinton ticket was not going to materialize any time soon, but still i had some hope. Instead, to even out the ticket I guess, they went with the old white guy. A white guy who's been a huge part of how "things work in Washington" for the last 30 years. So I guess all that talk of things being about change was just... nothing, right? I mean, how can you attack someone for being part of the old and then take someone else who represents politics as is even longer than either Hilary or Bill were in the business?! I can't tell if I am bitter or if there is a genuine point to all my annoyance lately at Obama.
I just feel like the other shoe is going to drop anytime and I am going to find myself left with a candidate who comes out to say "Oh by the way, remember that stuff I changed my mind on? Well you can add gay marriage to that list too... that stuff is nasty." Honestly, that is one of my biggest fears: for California to finally do something along the lines of Mass. . . only to have it all go to fucking hell in a hand basket.
I'm having nightmares of sleeping with the enemy, how do we reverse the chemisty? I don't want us to be the enemy, this love is taking all of my energy . . .
I am... so angry right now. I misread the schedule and I managed to miss the one Olympic event I was looking forward to this week: The final of Women's Volleyball! Misty May and Walsh managed to go 108 straight and become a two-time gold medalist duo... and i was sitting at home, reading the Mets scores. Nothing against my Mets (and Pelfrey, who threw a great game last night for his first ever complete game), but this was the big event for me. I was rooting for those girls hardcore. They managed to secure the gold and I am sure I'll watch the replays... but I wanted to see it live. Dammit.
At least I still have my Men's 10m Diving... but that's more for the aesthetic pleasure of watching hot men dive.
Then the men's team goes for Gold... and that might at least prove an exciting match if we can sweep the Gold at Beach Volleyball, ya know?
It's now official: The Lord of the Rings screenwriting team of Peter Jackson (pictured), Fran Walsh, and Philippa Boyens will join The Hobbit director Guillermo del Toro to pen the screenplay for the two planned Hobbit movies. Sources tell EW.com that the scribes' deals are all complete and they have already begun writing. (With shooting scheduled to begin Fall 2009, at the earliest, in New Zealand, the quartet better get busy!) The Hobbit will center on Frodo's uncle, Bilbo Baggins, and his initial discovery of the immensely-powerful ring. New Line and MGM plan to release the two films Christmas 2011 and Christmas 2012.
August 18, 2008 10:18 PMThe Weepies' "And the World Spins Madly On"
* Woke up and wished that I was dead, with an aching in my head, I lay motionless in bed * I thought of you and where you'd gone and let the world spin madly on *
* And Everything that I said I'd do, like make the world brand new and take the time for you * I just got lost and slept right through the dawn, and the world spins madly on *
* I let the day go by * I always say goodbye * I watch the stars from my window sill * The whole world is moving and I'm standing still *
* Woke up and wished that I was dead, with an aching in my head, I lay motionless in bed * The night is here and the day is gone * And the world spins madly on *
* I thought of you and where you'd gone *
* And the world spins madly on *
* And the world spins madly on *
* And the world . . . Spins madly on
August 17, 2008 09:53 PMBrought to you by the letter f and u, and the number 2
I think I am going to be contemplative for a moment. I might completely disagree with myself later on, but who knows... Going to just flow with what's on my mind at the moment. Things happen and you learn from them and they make you revaluate your shit. Sometimes you're to old and you can't change, but who knows . . . there's always hope right? I got some ugly shit I do and sometimes I wonder why I do it. Like for instance, I'll lie and then stop and go "Why?" Cause it'll be over really simple stuff and I immediately fess up, so what was the point of me lying in the beginning? My procrastination is still somewhat bad, but at least I usually get the shit done I need to get done in a timely fashion. And I can gossip... I sometimes realize that I am not good with keeping my mouth shut. I gotta work on that. But all of this... well that's not what I wanted to really focus on.
I think that I lost a friendship, but right now... I don't know if that's a bad thing. I keep thinking back and just realizing that it was a mess from nearly the beginning. I was in a shitty situation and that wasn't entirely my fault. People aren't always honest with themselves or others; instead it ended up being a situation where lots of people were feeling different things and not owning up to their shit and then someone got blamed for it all. But if that makes things better for the others, than whatever, go for it. I don't know... it sucked, it sucks that I lost people I thought were my friends, but at the end of the day... it's not like I'm alone. I think that I spend so much time worrying sometimes about what I lose that I forget what I have? This summer, beyond the shit that went down in the beginning, has been pretty fun. It continues to be fun. So maybe everything that happened was a good thing? Cause otherwise... I'd be all hungup in one drama to the next. And I really want to be forever done with that shit, for good.
