All we need is love, tolerance and inclusion

normally I do not follow sports

because in the battle of the jocks vs the smocks

be it a lab coat smock or a artisan one

I am a smock

and, as a lesbian, I don’t tend to care much for jocks either.

but this really makes me have to rethink about things and change my attitude

because I really respect and appreciate what this jock is doing at some cost to himself.

that’s one of the best ways you know that you are doing the right thing

Misplaced Grace

This story is totally funny.

Baltimore Ravens linebacker Brendon Ayanbadejo has come out in public support of same sex marriage.  He even donated two tickets to a Ravens game for a fundraiser to support the group Marylanders for Marriage Equality.  This obviously ruffled the feathers of State Delegate Emmett Burns Jr.  (D- Baltimore County).

Burns decided that the best way to handle the “situation” was to write a letter to Baltimore Ravens owner Steve Bisciotti, telling the owner to keep his players in line.  The letter can be found in it’s entirety here– an excerpt:

I am requesting that you take the necessary action, as a National Football Franchise Owner, to inhibit such expressions from your employee and that he be ordered to cease and desist such injurious actions.  I know of no other NFL player who has done what Mr. Ayanbadejo is doing.

Please give me your immediate…

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Equality: It’s in you to give to everyone

unlike blood, which needs to match – equality is really a one size fits everyone.

I couldn’t have said this better myself.

thank you for articulating this, Pat

Source of Inspiration

Back in the “olden days,” we had a black phone with a rotary dial. Our phone line was shared by seven other families, each with its own distinct ring. If you picked up the receiver to make a call and heard someone talking, courtesy dictated that you gently hang up. The other people could hear the click of you online so knew to wait to say something private while you were online.

Of course, in reality, we often joined in the conversation (thus the term, “party line,”) with or without invitation. In our tiny town, we knew everybody and most were kin. The telephone served many roles of connection in the community, bringing an array of “good and bad” news. Now we have the Internet, multiple cell phones, Skype, etc. and one would think, better communication, yet this is not so.

We so often fail to communicate from the heart…

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