It is Canadian Thanksgiving, the ‘mos out west are crushing it in Bishop, CA, while almost everybody on the East coast is having a blast at Rocktoberfest, down in the Red, KY, the only thing I’m climbing this weekend is my laptop. Words can not express my severe depression at the moment. Oh well, at least its an Apple and it can charge this soulless iPhone 4 (I’ll save that rant for another day).
While I’ve tried to keep this thing climbing first, ‘mo second, the recent string of teen suicides has really got under my skin. There is no denying it, when a 13 year old shoots himself in the head, there is something wrong with society. I stumbled on this video with Ellen and Anderson Cooper, and thought he brought up a good point. Can “fag” be the new “N” word?
Being politically correct has never been my proverbial cup of tea, but I myself have been marinating over the situation. While I can take it, while I am lucky enough to have friends I can joke around with, my indifference might be perpetuating cultural norms that need to end. So, I’m drawing a line in the sand, but I’m willing to meet in the middle. I’m making a conscious effort to eliminate the word “retarded” from my daily vocabulary, with hopes that some karmatic, rippled-effect makes it way across the pond.
Hell, I have hope for the future, and if making it better means finding new words, then I’m down. But don’t worry, even though Douglas Coupland says the future is a bit wank (see “A radical pessimist’s guide to the next 10 years“), I still maintain that “It Gets Better“.
And again, thanks to EVERYBODY who was at Joe Rockhead’s last Tuesday, who so lovingly opened up and shared your experiences and feelings. It take a sh*t tonne of balls and guts to put your heart out there. I really think it is an easy yet an important contribution.
Gawd, I miss rock climbing.
