It has been such a busy week. I'm always slammed at the end of the session writing exams and evaluations, and coupled with the holidays, well my head is spinning. I decided to play a bit of hookey yesterday and went to the movies after my lunchtime class. I saw Milk. Wow. Sean Penn was brilliant. But I have to say that I left the theatre in a bit of a funk. Things really have not changed all that much in 30 years. At the time of Harvey Milk, I was just getting the hang of puberty. I remember wondering why that nice lady Anita Bryant hated the homosexuals so much. I remember my grandfather saying they should all be lined up in front of a trench and executed. I remember those sexual feelings I had and how hostile the world would be should they be revealed. I suppose that's changed, that it's easier to come out at a younger age now. But the world, it is still wildly hostile to us. The rhetoric has changed but the revulsion and bigotry not so much.
When I got home, there was the loveliest surprise. A dear blogger friend sent me a gift. This gift made me cry several times because it was a little photo album of our late dog Sara. Patricia went through all my blog archives and printed up all the photos that had Sara in them and put them into an album with this blog post at the end. The crying came so easily, but it's not as painful as it was at the beginning. It's almost good, this crying. Anyway, spouse, who doesn't have any idea who Patricia is said, "Wow, there really are good people in this world." Spouse rarely says such sentimental things, so I know he was touched too. Thank you so much Patricia, that is one of the nicest gifts we've ever received.
Oh and one more thing. This is fun in a dorky kind of way. Whack the penguin.