lol @mike, even though he doesn’t have a tumblr
I think it’s hard to find people you fit well with but there’s definitely people out there who will coincide with your dark and cynical world outlook without totally destroying you as a human being at the same time.
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On Mark Carson
The senseless and tragic murder of New York City resident Marc Carson in Greenwich Village late on Friday is another heartbreaking reminder that despite political and social progress in recent years, LGBT people continue to be singled out for discrimination, abuse and even deadly violence.
City officials are investigating Mr. Carson’s murder as a hate crime due to eyewitness reports of his assailant using homophobic language in the moments leading up to the terrifying shooting in the heart of one of America’s most iconic gay neighborhoods.
It is especially sad that this horrific crime took place just blocks from the Stonewall Inn, one of the world’s most enduring symbols of the struggle for LGBT equality.
All of us at the Matthew Shepard Foundation share in the community’s outrage over this crime and join with all who send Mr. Carson’s family and loved ones our heartfelt condolences. We wish them strength and comfort in the days ahead.
We also wish to thank the New York City Police Department for their swift response and ongoing investigation, and for their longstanding commitment to improving public safety for not only the LGBT community but for the public as a whole.
We hope continued attention to this and other recent barbaric attacks on gay men in Manhattan yield fast results that return a sense of personal security to all New Yorkers who embody the city’s remarkable diversity.
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I moved back to Connecticut for the summer this past Friday morning. That night, while my friends were out enjoying the last weekend before they all had to retreat to their hometowns as well, only a few blocks away in the West Village, a man was shot because of his sexuality.
It’s a miserable but undeniable fact that shootings and assaults, random attacks and yes, hate crimes happen far too frequently in our country. They litter the newscasts and it becomes difficult to pay due attention to each and every one. This one, however, hit me like a punch to the stomach, and over the past few days, I’ve been thinking about why.
Hate crimes, anywhere and for any reason, are hideous and horrific things, but when they happen in New York City—especially in the village—it’s an offense that truly stings. If anywhere in this country is supposed to be the hub of acceptance and freedom, particularly for those who may be rejected and harassed elsewhere, it’s here. Hatred exists everywhere and it’s no more excusable in, say, the deep south than it is here, but I’ve come to expect better from New York. New York sets an example for everywhere else, and if this sort of homophobia and dehumanization is the norm here, it’s sure as hell going to persist elsewhere as well.
If there were anything I could say to the hateful person who murdered Mark Carson last week, it would be something along the lines of HOW DARE YOU. This is our home, this is home for so many people who have come to flee from judgement and condemnation in search of, at the very least, tolerance. Tolerance, I firmly believe, is not enough—no human deserves to be merely “tolerated” because of some piece of their identity over which they have no control—but the least you can do, if not kill your hatred, is control it. You have no right to end the life of anyone, anywhere, for any reason, but the fact that you did it here, in the West Village, you murdered an innocent man for being gay—how dare you defile the progressive and accepting culture New York City and the village have been known for. It doesn’t need to be said that nothing is sacred to you, for if it were, you would never have deemed it okay to kill another person. Clearly, no—nothing is sacred to you. Not life, not love, not even tolerance, and certainly not New York.
I’m posting this on the internet because I’m horrified, saddened, angry, and powerless, and don’t know what else to do but share these thoughts with others who may be feeling the same things. I am hurting for Mark Carson and his friends, family, and loved ones—people I’ve never met but for whom I want to act. So please, if anyone has an idea on where to start to end homophobia, ignorance, bigotry, and hatred, let me know. The least we can do in the wake of this crime is to prevent more from happening in the future. Not in New York; not anywhere.
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