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Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Bad Hairdo, Excellent Speech


Since most of the news in the world is ugly these days, I know a lot of people are tuning out. You may have missed the ground breaking speech the United States made on human rights yesterday; linking the rights of gays inexorably to human rights, and letting the world know that acts of atrocity against people who are gay are against our creed. Sec of State Hilary Clinton was at her most eloquent. I give you some exerpts.

She received a standing ovation.

But she needs a new hairdresser. Secretary of State is making Hilary old. Fast.

Exerpts:

"I am talking about gay, lesbian, bisexual, and transgender people, human beings born free and given bestowed equality and dignity, who have a right to claim that, which is now one of the remaining human rights challenges of our time. I speak about this subject knowing that my own country's record on human rights for gay people is far from perfect. Until 2003, it was still a crime in parts of our country. Many LGBT Americans have endured violence and harassment in their own lives, and for some, including many young people, bullying and exclusion are daily experiences. So we, like all nations, have more work to do to protect human rights at home.

Now, raising this issue, I know, is sensitive for many people and that the obstacles standing in the way of protecting the human rights of LGBT people rest on deeply held personal, political, cultural, and religious beliefs. So I come here before you with respect, understanding, and humility. Even though progress on this front is not easy, we cannot delay acting. So in that spirit, I want to talk about the difficult and important issues we must address together to reach a global consensus that recognizes the human rights of LGBT citizens everywhere.

The first issue goes to the heart of the matter. Some have suggested that gay rights and human rights are separate and distinct; but, in fact, they are one and the same. Now, of course, 60 years ago, the governments that drafted and passed the Universal Declaration of Human Rights were not thinking about how it applied to the LGBT community. They also weren’t thinking about how it applied to indigenous people or children or people with disabilities or other marginalized groups. Yet in the past 60 years, we have come to recognize that members of these groups are entitled to the full measure of dignity and rights, because, like all people, they share a common humanity.

This recognition did not occur all at once. It evolved over time. And as it did, we understood that we were honoring rights that people always had, rather than creating new or special rights for them. Like being a woman, like being a racial, religious, tribal, or ethnic minority, being LGBT does not make you less human. And that is why gay rights are human rights, and human rights are gay rights.

It is violation of human rights when people are beaten or killed because of their sexual orientation, or because they do not conform to cultural norms about how men and women should look or behave. It is a violation of human rights when governments declare it illegal to be gay, or allow those who harm gay people to go unpunished. It is a violation of human rights when lesbian or transgendered women are subjected to so-called corrective rape, or forcibly subjected to hormone treatments, or when people are murdered after public calls for violence toward gays, or when they are forced to flee their nations and seek asylum in other lands to save their lives. And it is a violation of human rights when life-saving care is withheld from people because they are gay, or equal access to justice is denied to people because they are gay, or public spaces are out of bounds to people because they are gay. No matter what we look like, where we come from, or who we are, we are all equally entitled to our human rights and dignity."

Friday, September 11, 2009

Eight years ago



Eight years ago, Vivian was trying hard to take calls but she couldn't concentrate. Her brother was a supervisor in one of the mailrooms in the south tower of the World Trade center. It took me awhile to clear it for her, but we managed to send her home to try and connect with her family in NY... at 11 a.m. Her brother, amazingly enough, had had jury duty in Brooklyn that morning and was out of harms way.

Eight years ago, my friend Fred was doing what he does, taking care of people, when he and another man formed a "hand chair" to carry a woman down 7 flights in the north tower and get her out safely. He received a commendation from Giuliani.

Eight years ago, my friend Grace fretted when she heard her husband's company was going south into the city to aid with the recovery near the WTC. She didn't hear from him for 18 hours. In all the work and confusion, he was treated for smoke inhalation in a midtown hospital, separated from the rest of his company. The hospital tried to reach her in the first four hours after his arrival, but all the circuits were busy and they couldn't get through. Her relief when he was able to reach her was palpable.

All three of my WTC "connections" lived. I was one of the lucky ones. To this day, whenever the anniversary arrives, I need some time by myself to think about how much of an impact that day had on me, on all of us. I have never quite had the same amount of trust in mankind.


Why do we pull the memory of 9/11 out of a box once a year, as a nation, and run our fingers over it? Not to advance the story. Not to deepen our understanding. But to keep the memory accessible. To make sure we know where it is. To remember where we were that day. To trigger little details that might be lost forever if we don’t touch them again this year.

~Ryan Sager