Free Thoughts on Orlando



I need to talk, guys.  Since this is my weird little pocket of the Internet to do with as I please, I guess I’ll do it here.  I’m planning to talk about a few things this week: the Tonys, Game of Thrones, E3.  I’m sure you know what I need to talk about first, though.

Sunday morning, something terrible happened.  Something huge and painful.  We lost fifty people- good, kind people who were there to celebrate themselves and each other- their heritage, their feelings.  This is something I do not want us to recover quickly from.  The video above lists each and every one of them by name.  It’s hard to watch. Watch it anyway.

Ever since, a thousand tiny wonderful things are happening.  Communities rallying around those who lost their lives.  Pride in LA and Philly, and many other cities, going off as planned.  Vigils in every city.  People finding it in themselves to do, to give, to stand up. Intelligent discourse about what we need to do as a country to prevent this kind of tragedy again.  Muslims standing up against the man who committed this act, standing up for LGBT people.  People of every color and age defending their Muslim friends and neighbors and strangers, knowing that this man did not speak for them. People rising up to meet this challenge.

Do not be silent.  Do not be cowed.  You might be angry that this happened- be angry.  Go outside.  Throw a plush toy at your wall until your arm hurts.  Scream.  Then go inside.  Take a breath.  And act with love.  Use rage to fuel the love that creates. Your rage comes from love of your fellow human being, and that kind of anger is okay.  Just use it for love.

Love is stronger than hate, but actions are stronger than words.  Today, act with love.  Give blood if you can.  Donate money.  Just go out of your way to be kind to someone.  Be the better world we all hope for. Send letters to Congress telling them to be better. Register to vote.  Educate yourself.

“We lived through times when hate and fear seemed stronger/ We rise and fall and light from dying embers, remembrances that hope and love last longer/ And love is love is love is love is love is love is love is love cannot be killed or swept aside.” -Lin-Manuel Miranda, 2016.


Image Credit: Elaine White