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14 October 2017 @ 11:02 am
So yeah, trumpeta attended and apparently us LGBT+ peoples aren't shit to him and his basket of deplorables. This country used to be cool because it was becoming more inclusive. Now it's cool to be a fuckin' asshole to your fellow man and hide behind "religion". I'm sick and tired of the bullshit, and I bet all of you are as well.

He recently eliminated the subsidies for ACA insurers - like a savage, I might add. That'll leave lots of people at a disadvantage. Not to mention that's gonna destablize the healthcare infrastructure moreso than it already was. Possibly to the point of collapse, but I digress as that's another topic entirely.

What more can he do to make everyone's life (the ones not in his little basket, of course) shit? Just wait until next week I guess. It seems that every week he pulls some crap that manages to rent the collective sanity of this country more and more. This tyrant is after our asses. What the hell are we gonna do about it?

Remember ACT UP's famous chant? "Silence equals death!" So what is there to do? I've heard as recently as when I was 17, a little while ago, haha. That claims were made that we LGBT+ people only made up 1-2% of the population, but I think that's ridiculous, we're everywhere! Let's add in our allies, suddenly we have even more people on our side.

More Americans now more support same-sex marriage, and SCOTUS made that a grand reality. Will that change with the new justice what's-his-face? Perhaps. We can't let ourselves be treated like second-class citizens. We have to do something productive and positive. We can't let trumpeta and his cronies take away our humanity piece-by-piece.

And please don't attack me over this. I'm just some guy who just doesn't want to be shoved back into the closet. Closets are for clothes, not people.
05 October 2017 @ 02:08 pm

"Prayer For Danny is a touching song about a young man abandoned by his family and friends. It's just a prayer that he'll hang onto his best friend despite the adversity. Many thanks to Chris & Lance"

Inspired by the coming-of-age story of Daniel - the main character of Associated Student Bodies - this song is by Hali, from 2001. Downloaded from a snapshot of FMF (12/10/2008) via archive.org.
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04 October 2017 @ 10:25 am
I doubt many of you remember, but I made a post here a few months ago. It just so happens that I had deleted it. And I got some indirect grief because of it. Which was deserved, because this community needs things preserved for posterity's sake. I am sorry for that. I would like to make it known - in that time - I was going through a lot.

Upon being denied graduation from my college in October 2016 - which is still getting sorted out - I sank into a depression. The depression got worse in January, it was cold, the sun shone only little then. In February I thought I met the man of my dreams. But depression conspired against me and drove him away from me. It got even worse. By April the days all blended together in a blur and I can't recall anything from that month.

It was as if I wasn't even there.

I even left RainbowArk after I'd done that little post, then deleted it. I couldn't handle anyone being mad at me then, it just compounded my feelings of worthlessness and hopelessness.

I managed to make a turn around in May, and I kept making an effort to steer my life in a positive direction because I'd had enough. I wanted to crawl out of the hole. And day-by-day it was a battle. There were days where a step forward was met with two steps back. I managed to keep up to today where I'm feeling better than ever - this very month when that huge depressive episode had started.

That's why I'm back here, I'm well again.
A little tidbit that might make LiveJournal a whole helluva lot more attractive considering their lack of a RL name mandate...

WASHINGTON - Federal officials are planning to collect social media information on all immigrants, including permanent residents and naturalized citizens, a move that has alarmed lawyers and privacy groups worried about how the information will be used.

The Department of Homeland Security published the new rule in the Federal Register last week, saying it wants to include "social media handles, aliases, associated identifiable information, and search results" as part of people's immigration file. The new requirement takes effect Oct. 18.
19 September 2017 @ 09:15 pm
It's my favorite season, and an excuse to sport my earth tone-loving raccoony avatar. I hope all the Arkers both near and far are doing well.

I'm sorry I haven't had much to share lately. I've mostly been keeping up with the state of our nation and the ongoing Trump/Russia investigation. On Twitter It's hard to sift through and find what is actual news, and it's even harder sometimes to not end up in the sunken place — I give myself breaks, and anyone following the Rainbow_Ark timeline will notice there are gentle, even sometimes silly reminders there is still beauty in this world.

Renee and I just got our tickets today to attend Fur-B-Que on October 7th. My good furry friend Par Ailurus I've been staying with twice each week will also be there. I'd love to meet others of you too; it's just outside Frederick, Maryland. Renee and I were there last year with some dear Twitter friends. It's a very low-stress furmeet with lots of food and plenty of time for having good conversations or to take part in all types of impromptu activities if you want.

We're obviously keeping the ol' LJ here with open membership for now as long as it maintains a 3-digit community rating. The other two communities we were keeping an eye on, both of which began in July have kind of fizzled. I was hoping they would build up some momentum and find their niche. It's probably not their fault as much as it is this platform. Makes for kind of an intimate gathering though which isn't necessarily a bad thing I guess.

It feels like everything in the LGBT support realm is in a strange phase at the moment. Back in the early 2000s we as individuals were blazing trails and finding balance for our lives. By 2010, we were stronger, more self-assured and helping the younger ones coming along. Now, with everything in this nearly-dystopian administration, it seems we have to revisit many of the issues we thought were long settled. There are so many uncertainties with very little historical precedence. Individual anxiety is on the rise. I've gained probably 20 pounds just since November and I was already heavy. I'm not sleeping well, not as soundly as I used to. Many are needing therapy, or to get prescriptions to help them cope. Some are turning to alcohol. It used to feel safe to walk down the street holding hands, and now it doesn't in many areas. It's hard to know who's your friend. People are getting shot at and killed for trivial stupid things.

What we had here was good, like an oasis. We could talk and share with each other. I really wish the powers that be at LJ could have kept things together a little while longer than they did, but there are still a few of us. I'd just like others to know I'm here for you if you need someone to listen. There are times I definitely need that myself.

Hope you're having a good week wherever you are. Check in now and then just to let us know how you're doing, okay?
12 August 2017 @ 04:30 am
If you'd like a small diversion from the world blowing up, I have just the solution...


Renee has started in with her blog posts again, in earnest, with two updates each month. Subscribe, or just check in at the link above every 10th and 25th.

It's all about how "Buster & Babs Go Hawaiian" was made into a Tiny Toon Adventures episode. Good stuff!
03 August 2017 @ 08:04 am
I was just coming to terms with the loss of June Foray last week, then I'd just learned this morning that Rapid T Rabbit has died.

Who is going to fill the void these people leave behind? :(

28 July 2017 @ 09:20 pm
...they want to fit in with fun fuzzy friends, study finds


Go on, admit it.

If you’ve ever given a second thought to furries – largely known to the public as people who dress up in giant animal costumes – you might have thought of them as freaks or wondered whether their costumes are some kind of kinky, freaky, fetish thing.

Perhaps the media put those thoughts in your head.

But after spending more than a decade studying the furry subculture, an international team of social scientists has concluded furries are not so different from the rest of us.

Researchers found that members of this “geeky, nerdy subculture” aren’t simply indulging in fantasy. They’re forging lifelong friendships and building a social support system in a community where they are not judged for having an unconventional interest, researchers found.

Furries are passionate, like sports fans, but with get-ups a lot more elaborate than jerseys and face paint. They find one another primarily online through furry forums or message groups where they talk and exchange information like other fan groups do.

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The link.
24 June 2017 @ 10:51 am
An interesting little article written last October:


I wondered why I occasionally kept getting likes on that old tweet.
18 June 2017 @ 01:09 pm
Hi. I know I should be posting something inspirational about dads today, but I've kind of gotten out of the LJ habit--I mostly live on Twitter these days. I know there aren't many who check in here anymore, and anyway, I'm just not feeling it.

My Dad is of course still around and my Mom too, and they're together and still able to live in their own house for the time being. My Dad has been an immense help to her with her recent several months between hospital and therapy. He's almost never left her side. And now they're both back home in a place where the world seems more familiar, regardless if it's the best place for either of them. But who's to decide, as long as they're happy?

I think of how my own body seems to be failing over one issue or another, and have come to realize that I probably didn't get very many longevity genes from either one of them. Time will tell.

I just wish we hadn't grown so far apart in ideologies--political differences that I would be glad to just leave out of our conversations forever, but that Mom especially in her increased stubbornness wants to revisit and clash over, in infinitum. Thankfully they at least have the presence of mind to not delve into such things during our Friday phone calls.

I wish I could have the depth of feeling for my parents that I know many others have, or say they have. If it was just ideological differences, that would be easy to overlook. But it's more about them not wanting to take an interest in much of anything that is important to me or my wife, it's them tainting an otherwise amicable visit over Mom preaching to me about Trump and how much of God's messenger he is, then before I can open my mouth stating that they don't want to hear anything from me about how I might disagree. Gawd, when I think back of how much they hated Obama then accused us of liking him in spite of how supposedly evil he was. She will never realize how much she has permanently poisoned our relationship in their twilight years, and it's difficult to forgive Dad for letting her rant on about things, doing nothing to stop her or to try to interject any form of moderation which might not let a visit end on such an incredibly sour note.

Then I remember how old they both are, that Mom especially has been through so much, that they didn't used to be this way, and that Dad by himself can be a pretty sweet person although increasingly vulnerable and prone to despair. I still love them too much to ever tell them that I've become an atheist. It would absolutely devastate them. I know that honesty is the best policy, but there is also something to be said for being merciful and saving them the pain of knowing something that they simply don't have the capacity to understand, something that would kill them from the inside.

In my own complicated way I still love them. I'm still thankful for my Mom and my Dad, for raising me right, for being there in every stage of my life. My streak of individuality and not being afraid to follow my dreams and work toward them--that came from them. They were always there to encourage me in whatever I wanted to try, even when I was still so unsure of what I wanted to pursue.

There is no perfect Dad. But there are the ones in our lives, our parents, our friends, our loves, who having been there have helped to shape our lives and our memories and have made us the people we are.