What have you done today to make you feel proud?

What have you done today to make you feel proud?

I am posting this at 10:20 pacific time, which is 1:20am eastern standard time. 40 years ago some tragic drunken queens were mourning the death of gay icon Judy Garland at the Stonewall Inn in Greenwich Village, when a group of cops came in and try to take them in for being gay and/or wearing women's clothing...this had been a normal occurrence in NYC 1969 but the queens were not having it that day, not on the day that their Judy passed on. I didn't learn this when I was a grown up, in fact I learned this when I was 12, because as soon my parents found me out and accepted me I began asking them to buy me all sorts of books on gay history, and I became a smart educated little fag, by age 13 I knew all about Harvey Milk, the Matachine society, you name it I knew it. I am so grateful for those queens who decided to not take it anymore, who decided that they were not to be put down anymore, that we deserve the same liberties that our straight brothers and sisters got. I hate to sound like a 90 year old man, but I must express my disappointment in these kids today. They don't know gay history, they don't know the struggles that the gay and lesbian community has had to go through. It gets under my skin to no end when these kids put down drag queens, and effeminate guys because those were the people who fought for us to be able to kiss on the street, hold hands, get civil unions, and some of our rights.

I hope this new fight for gay marriage brings a new group of gay, lesbian, bisexual and transgendered youth into a movement that is in dire need of new blood and new ideas. I hope this is the beginning of a new era in the gay rights movement, and that it grows. I thank God every day for making me a gay man, I can't imagine my life any other way.

A fun fact from me is that I worked at Stonewall for about 6 months, it was right after I quit my party Pop Rocks! and betrayed them by going to work for this group of guys who ran a party called Gay College Party, which was Thursday nights at Stonewall. It was an honor for me to work there as I had studied it's history profusely, the shame was that I was fucked up as all hell when I worked there, and I regret that to this day. I remember playing extra long songs so that I could run to the bathroom and do bumps of meth, sometimes missing cues and definitely fucking up mixing wise because my high was much more important than my job. Someday I hope to be able to go back there and spin without any meth in order to create some great new memories of such a wonderful and historic place.

Here is a clip from a great movie, Stonewall with the amazing Candis Cayne from Dirty Sexy Money!