VIA AATTP – This week, AATTP discussed the notion that those in positions of notoriety, power and popularity can create terrifying atmospheres and often violent situations when they degrade and disparage minority groups with their words.
In an anonymous blog post written yesterday by a University of Louisiana-Monroe student for the Something Like the Truth website, one young gay man talks about the “two-week-long f*g bashing” he witnessed after Phil Robertson’s hateful comments about the LGBT community went viral after his controversial GQ interview.
The anonymous writer who was vetted by Something Like the Truth, explains in great detail his reality in growing up not only in the deep south, but of growing up in the same town made famous by its current resident, Phil Robertson.
West Monroe is … home to the most famous anti-gay person in the world: Phil Robertson. I’ve never met Phil. But I was raised by a Phil Robertson.
My Phil Robertson told me that I was an asshole for being so selfish to come out of the closet to my mother.
My Phil Robertson told me that my boyfriend will never be welcomed to his house, as if he were diseased.
My Phil Robertson threatened my life because I had the audacity to be who I am.
In a powerful passage taken from the blog post, the anonymous ULM student explains that his already scary and frightening experience of being a closeted gay man in the south was made unthinkably even more heartbreaking and alienating by Phil Robertson comparing gay people to terrorists, and likening homosexuality to bestiality.
Phil claims to love everyone, and I have to believe that he has the best of intentions for saying what he said. But he must realize the damage that those words do to people like me.
He encouraged – hopefully unintentionally – a two-week-long “f*g bashing” in Monroe and around the world. He made me feel unsafe in my own home. I can’t count how many times I heard “f*ggot” over the Christmas visit home.
All of this is in a state that still has laws against, and still arrests people for, having homosexual relations.
In closing out his blog post, the anonymous writer draws a very stark and bleak picture about the reality that he and other LGBT people face in the south, but not to be beaten down, he shows a glimmer of hope for his life, and determination to make his life, and the lives of other LGBT in the south something they can be proud of, and not live in fear just because of who they are.
You don’t know persecution until you’re a 12-year-old boy sitting in a church pew when your preacher encourages everyone to vote to make gay marriage illegal because they think you don’t deserve the same joy of raising a family due to your depravity.
You don’t know persecution until you’re told that God doesn’t love you because of how He made you; when Christian fundamentalists are tied up to the back of pick-ups and dragged down a back road because they believe the Bible. When you know that, then you can talk about persecution.
I try really hard to not get angry over this. But it’s hard for me not to see red when I think about my grandparents, whom I love, who will never be able to be a part of my life because of their own ignorance. I doubt my parents come to my wedding one day. All because my love is different than their love.
But my love isn’t different. It isn’t unholy. It isn’t wrong because a man with a beard said so in a GQ article.
My love is real. And it’s not going away.
If this isn’t proof enough right here, that words have power to create hatred and violence against minority communities, then there is nothing in this world that will ever be convincing enough.
Words have power. Words create hate. Hate leads to violence. It’s just that simple, and it’s the hallmark of the Duck Dynasty Effect.
You can read the blog in its entirety by clicking HERE.
h/t: Daily Mail
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- ‘I can’t be gay in northeast Louisiana.’ A ULM student’s powerful message to Phil Robertson (bobmannblog.com)
- The Duck Dynasty Effect Creates “Two-Week-Long F*g Bashing” for ULM Student (aattp.org)