Unless you’ve been in a coma for the past several weeks, you are familiar with the Chick-fil-A controversy. I have wanted to blog about this issue for some time but to be completely honest I have been too upset to put my feeling into words. Yesterday my friend Anthony and I went to Chick-fil-A to show support for our Gay community on Chick-fil-A’s “Appreciation Day”. On this “day of appreciation”, customers were asked to show their support of Chick-fil-A’s views on marriage in that it should only be between one man and one women. They asked that their Christian patrons show that they, along with Chick-fil-A leaders, view marriage in the “biblical” or “traditional” sense.
I too am a Christian but I also know that there are many different types of Christians with beliefs that obviously differ drastically from my own. Although I understand this to be true, the fact that individuals would chose to use a religious platform to discriminate against an entire community of human beings is very hard for me to understand. It hurts me (and pisses me off) to know that the organization has donated millions of dollars to anti-gay groups and has used their corporate platform to say that my marriage is not a “real” or “traditional” marriage. It hurts to know that they are funding groups that argue that my family is not a “real family” and are working diligently to take away the few rights that we actually have. Chick-fil-A is very open about their opinions of the gay community and are also very open about who they give money to and why. This is why it was so heartbreaking for me to see the many, many cars lined up in support of Chick-fil-A yesterday. These individuals were asked to come out and support Chick-fil-A’s definition of family, which essentially leaves me, my wife and our beautiful baby girl out.
I stood there in the sun as cars drove by yelling things like “fag” at all of us as we peacefully stood in protest. There was even a man who drove past and flipped us the middle finger while yelling “faggots” as loud as he possible could. Oh and his son, who looked to be around 6 years old, was sitting right next to him as he cursed us. I couldn’t help but ask myself – what is wrong with these people? When did it become ok for churches to preach hate and discrimination in the name of GOD? When did parents decide that this was an acceptable example to set for their children? What the F is going on here?! It took everything in me to stand tall and proud with my community but I did. I did this for one very important reason and her name is Gracie. I am her mother, I am her protector, I am her family and YES, our family is a family.
I sometimes let the doubt creep in and I fear that things are never going to change and that my daughter is going to grow up in a world that tells her that her moms are not really married, that her family is not equal to her friends’ families, and that there is something inherently wrong with us. This is why it broke my heart to see how many of my fellow New Mexican’s came out in support of Chick-fil-A yesterday and actually felt justified in sharing this corporation’s beliefs. These beliefs, after all, work to strip my family of our rights, exclude us from the benefits of legal marriage and send the message to all the world that we are second-class citizens. And worst of all, they say they are doing it in God’s name.
My family will continue to fight the good fight. We will continue to stand up for our community and our rights. We will continue to do this while people who call themselves “Christians” curse us. We will continue to stand while religious leaders persecute us and we will continue to keep our heads up even though we are not treated as equals. We will continue to do this because it is the right thing to do for ourselves and for our families.
People need to wake up and realize that this is not a “freedom of speech” issue. This is a human rights issue and WE ALL have the right to life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness.
Even if we’re gay.
Even if we’re gay.