Yeah, I've been talking about watching 'Milk' lately, and so I have. And it was moving. So very, very, moving.
I feel an extremely deep sense of respect for Harvey Milk right now. It's like he envisioned a better place for everyone (and not just gays), and had the guts to do something about it, out of the closet and openly fighting against gay discrimination.
He died a legend and will remain a legend.
So inspiring.
And I think he's right. If every single homosexual person were to step out of the closet, there would have to be someone we know who's gay or lesbian, and that would make us see things differently, that being homosexual isn't a sickness (like many idiots out there still believe), nor that it makes one horribly perverse, but that some "perfectly ordinary" people can be homosexual too.
Equal rights and acceptance, that's what we're striving for.
Oh why is it so hard to accept people for who they are?
Hmm yeah, now that I come to think of it, I find it a bit hard to accept close-minded people who are racist, homophobic or treat others like crap and other unreasonable reasons to hate other people.
Okay, I need sleep now.
Arrivederci.
P.S. First day in two weeks without 'Anna Karenina' and I feel hopelessly lost. Need to get something else to read or I'll probably lose my mind.