There is a silent holocaust out there that is destroying lives, hopes and dreams and killing out our babies. This is terrorism and those who practice hate is no different from those taking over airplanes and smashing it into twin towers to destroy lives. We are human beings and we should not be targeted, beaten, victimized and abuse as a result of who we love. Love is a living being and it connects to whatever choice of gender is chooses.
When a person considers death over life due to not being able to live their lives happy in their own skin, it tells alot about the enviroment. When a person is forced to fight for their joy, it say alot about the nature of people. When a pattern of violent behavior campaigns from season to season without being brutally punished, it speaks volumes of the country. We as human beings should not be judged on the basis of who we love, but the content of our character and the choices of our actions. There is too much hate, too much bullying, too much bigotry, and too much bloodshed. When will it stop?
A few years ago My 22 year old gay friend was hacked to death and thrown into the bushes like a dog. I am a fighter for equality, because I am a victim and despite our opinion about people, God gave us a spiritually democratic right to live our lives freely the way we desire too, no matter what it is, and if He is not judging and throwing stones, I don’t see why bigots and bullies are doing it.
If you care about people, whether they are gay, straight or bisexual, and you as a human being simply want everyone to be treated respectful and equally, please support me in my fight for, not only gays/lesbians, but also for hurting children that are being abused, children that are turning to suicides, and people who hate their lives as a result of this silent holocaust that is sweeping away their innocence.
Dear Mr. President,
I am a proud American that is openly gay, and I do believe that we are one of the greatest countries on the face of the earth. The fifty-two (52) stars and stripes represents more than just states and cities. They also forecasts a heritage of freedom and strength of a people “United in love and service” throughout the ages.
This is a country with a history of acceptance to those whom desire to worship respectively, speak freely, stand boldly, love openly, and have even opened doors for illegals to adopt our identity and be granted equal opportunities. The United States of America is a country I was proud to call mine, and I had settled very early in my life that if ever I was called upon to go onto the battle field to fight to protect this wonderful country, I would have done so without thinking twice about it, even if that meant losing my life in the process.
However Mr. President, in recent times, politics seem to become a road block as it relates to equality, fairness and emotional freedom. As a result, today I am not so proud of the country I felt good about as a small boy.
I thought the wall of division had came down with election of the first black president, a dream and request spanning forty years in the making. We should not be “Judged based on the color of our skin, but rather on the basis of our character”, and allowed equal opportunities.
The same goes for the insult of Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell and the ridiculous strings of restrictions that today holds us in emotional captivity from serving this country, my country, our country as an openly gay lesbian transgendered individual.
Why should there be law that is with intent to compel me to live a lie? Why should there be a debate to determine whether I should be open with my sexuality? Why should who I am as a person and the change I prefer to share my love and affections with matter to the law and my decision to defend my country, when I’m offering up my life to help protect it?
Mr. President, I don’t think it is fair for the decision of whether I should lie or be truthful about my sexuality should be a matter of law, but rather, one of choice. I don’t think is is right for me to be fighting this domestic emotional holocaust for my freedom to openly serve, and still defend the freedom of this country from international terrorism.
Finally Mr. President, please understand and accept the fact that “You cannot please two masters”, and at some point you will have to put your foot down and make very bold independent decisions. The repealing of Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell is one of them. This law is ridiculous and should be immediately remove from the books.
There is nothing more greater than being in love and having that ability to proudly express the honesty of who you are and the one you’re with, and Mr. President, gay lesbian transgendered persons had proudly fought and died defending this country, The United States of America during the days of Pearl Harbor, the Vietnam wars, and most recently, the attacks on the Twin Towers on September 11th, 2001, and as a slap in the face of their legacy of service, what do they get in return? “Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell”, which I personally thinks is an insult and ungratefully appalling.
In conclusion Mr. President, I ask that the Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell Law be repealed and thrown of the books, allowing homosexual, bisexual, transgendered, lesbian members to proudly serve. Or, will this remain a matter of importance? Because if it does, then I’m sorry Mr. President, Don’t ask, due to my being too gay/lesbian to serve, because I’m telling you I can’t fight your battle in this war of terrorism, because you did not fight for me. You remained silent and allowed me to “Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell!!!
- So, the level of suicides is on the rise? Why is it that people who to violate the rights of others to be happy and force them to choose death over life?
The dairy of a broken person whom have been the target of bullying shares secrets that is painful and depressed like a cemetery that had buried many stolen dreams and undiscovered talents and gifts.
From page start to finish, when will my pain end? When will I be allowed to be who I am? When will I be happy om my own skin? When will I learn to love who I am without being a target of laughter, a bag that is repeatedly punched and kicked, and an instrument of shame?
I walk each day with my head fastened low, afraid to look into the faces of those who have convinced me that I am whatever you say I am, and that’s all I can be. I experimented with my body, hoping that the professionals would, from the outside, bring out the beauty for you to see and accept.
I tried to be a student of your imagination, hoping to learn how to make you love me for who I am, but without success. I walk the streets of broken dreams, battered hopes and forbidden trust, because all those who was suppose to love me, betrayed me, rejected me, disrespected me, and violated me.
My skin color is the fabric of strength, poverty is my stairway to success, and my sexuality represents my choice of love. I stand before the mirror and ask the person looking back at me, am I not good enough to love? Should who I love encourage me to be a billboard of hate? Should I be disqualified from the family of happiness as a result of lifestyle?
I walk down the path of hurt and pain that same to have no end and as I arrived at every road block I asked myself, is this cup of bitterness will ever leave my lips? I’m broken, no one same to love me. I am who I am, that is all that I can be, and if I can’t be loved for who I am, then there might as well be no me.
I think, think and rethink, concluding that, anything is better than this. I’m sure death is better than this life of sufferings, hate and bigotry. I lock myself away, hidden from those who loved me, but whose strength was dominated by the opinion of others, hidden away from hopes for a better tomorrow, and from the grips of life.
In my secret place, I placed the gun to my head, a handful of pills, a rope to my neck and escape from life, a world of what suppose to be, to death, an unknown place I know nothing about. However, it must be better than this.
We live in a country where six thousand (6,000) young people kill themselves every year as a result of bullying, teasing, bigotry and hateful slurs that is sprayed on them by selfish people that have no concern for other people’s feelings.
This silent holocaust is sweeping through our nation and decreasing our population as a result of hate so toxically potent that its worst then the deadliest diseases. This is depressing for a country such as the United States of America to allow a few to steal the joy and eventually violating their right to live.
“Columbine; Isolated Victims, Ignored Signs” http://www.herbeautyfulbags.com/products-page/ by self published Author Deno P. Ellis is NOT about the Columbine tragic story, but speaks of actions and choices that had influenced that event, continues to fuel events such as that, and will continue the shedding of innocent blood if we don’t allow these perpetrators to take responsibility of their decision to bully and violate others.
I’m humbled as a servant of change to travel from coast to coast, from school halls to boardwalks to freely speak to children from all over the United States of America about the dangers of bullying. We are all human beings who have a God-given right to live whatever way we choose too, because we are unique in our own personal way.
The world will certainly be a better place to live if we can all learn to love each other, be kind to each other and learn to respect each other’s differences. So with every book sale and with every donation, no matter how small or large, gives me a chance to go out and fight for innocent hurting people whose advantage is being taken. Please like and support this book and my cause.