Hate crime legislation is really important to me and my group of friends. We have campaigned long and hard to get it enacted and sometimes it seems like a lost cause. Other times, we cheer in disbelief when we get recognition at the national level. While my town is yet to follow others’ leads, a city nearby passed strong laws that pleased us no end. It is definitely a cause for celebration. We planned to invite everyone close to our cause and spend a good amount of time reveling in our success.
The event was a keg party, very easy and simple. We had snacks like pretzels, chips and other salty tidbits that go so well with beer. Who doesn’t like an icy cold brew drawn fresh from the keg tap? We bought the full size and not the mini version, not really knowing how long does a keg last other than trying to figure out how many beers we can get out of one. We are good drinkers and with friends and relatives at hand, I started to get worried around ten o’clock.
It was a good news party, the kind that brings an inner smile to your lips. We are proud of everything that draws attention to gay rights and new laws don’t happen that often. As a group, we planned to write a support letter to the official who initiated the legislation and congratulated him on his effort and foresight. This is the kind of public relations we do to move our cause forward. We believe in being heard: verbally or in writing.
The beer fest was a time to relax and converse about issues of the day, some beyond the interest of our circle. We are tuned into everything occurring in the world as political beings. We notice what is happening all around the country so we can also write to politicians from afar. We just want more to take place in our immediate area so we don’t go unnoticed. While there has been progress in all sectors, we still have concern about hate crimes and negative attitudes. It is hard to believe what we sometimes hear whispered quietly when we are around. If we dine in pairs, we get those staring looks. It makes me long to live in a place like West Hollywood—such a progressive town.
Thanks to the support of locals and my friends, I am getting more comfortable each day about speaking out in public and in writing such as this blog. We should celebrate our victories and publicize them with pride. A keg party was just what was needed recently to raise our spirits and motivate us to push on. It was particularly important that the keg was donated by a local vendor. It is the sign of new times. There was a time when a keg party for gay causes would be banned, or at least frowned upon. Now group events are dear to our hearts and always well attended.