How We All Missed The Real Lesson Of Mr. Chick-Fil-A!
While we were all being outraged, standing atop our soap boxes crying out our free speech opinions about how we felt about Mr. Chick-Fil-A standing by comments he had already made stating he believes in “traditional family values” = marriage only being for one man and one woman, somewhere in all our boycotting and planning “eat ins” at Chick-Fil-A we missed the real story, the men and women who work for a company that has a president that not only dismisses their lifestyle but in doing so dismisses them. Sure, the company marketing team put out a statement saying they treat everyone equally but how can they claim this when the man upstairs is saying something else (and I’m not talking about “their God” whom they feel they know feels the same way as them because anyone who believes or thinks differently than them are Satan’s helpers)? How we all missed the real lesson of Mr. Chick-Fil-A! – Don’t Get Me Started!
As I read all of this unfolding online, I sat back and for once decided to not jump (or leap in a grand jete’, after all I was a dancer at one point) onto the proverbial bandwagon. I sat back, read articles and watched my Facebook page fill up with people saying they were going to eat there (old grade school and high school people who friended me at some point and with whom I share nothing other than the memory of putting Elmer’s glue on our hands at the age of ten, waiting for it to dry and pulling it off acting like it was our skin in Social Studies class) and others who said they would never eat there. But what moved me most was an article I read somewhere about the actual workers at Chick-Fil-A who were from the LGBT community who had to listen to people for days coming in, ordering their food and saying hateful things about gays. As these customers felt they were showing support patronizing an establishment whose owner shares their opinions, they (along with Mr. Chick-Fil-A) were patronizing to the people cooking, serving the food and cleaning the place up. (In essence, the ones making the money for Mr. Chick-Fil-A to donate to Defense Of Marriage Act groups and generally go about financially supporting his lifestyle) So while I applaud our right to freedom of speech in this country, I also wish we would all think about the next person before we go on our rants, pontificating what we feel is “right.” We can’t all be “Geffen Gays” with tons of money choosing where we work, eat, etc. Some of us are what I call, “garden variety gays” just trying to pay our bills, live respectable lives, paying our taxes and waiting for our government to give us equal rights that were promised in the Constitution and slowly but surely are being taken from us on the state level as hate gets passed into law in more states than I care to name.
I have been with the same man for what will be 24 years at the end of this month. We miss out on over 1,000 benefits marriage grants my straightee counterparts because my spouse and I are of the same sex and our state only “allows” us to be Domestic Partners and not married (which means that we can get into one another’s hospital rooms and are responsible for one another’s debts). I think it’s a crime that we continue to throw money down the drain trying to write discrimination into our legislation on both state and federal levels. Not to mention the time that is wasted when so many are struggling to just find a job. Isn’t there a better place to be spending our time and money?
So when you spew what you think is “right” take a moment and think about the lesson we SHOULD be learning from this comment made by Mr. Chick-Fil-A. Yes, you have the right to freedom of speech but maybe, just maybe the next time before you open your mouth (or write without spell check on websites everywhere), you’ll think about your fellow Americans. Remember them? The ones who are entitled to life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness?
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