June 02, 2004
Sharon Underwood's Letter
Link via MeFi
seablogger has an entry about a purported letter to the editor of the Valley News in White River Junction, VT written by Sharon Underwood and published on Sunday, April 30, 2000.
Several of the comments on seablogger's entry discuss whether or not the letter is genuine. Regardless of the validity of the letter, it delivers a message that the "Moral Majority" and the "Religious Right" should take to heart.
The letter is reprinted here, but, seablogger's remarks, the comments on the entry, and a special comment section set up for the post are certainly worth reading as well.
Letter to the Editorby Sharon Underwood, Sunday, April 30, 2000
from the Valley News (White River Junction, VT/Hanover, NH)As the mother of a gay son, I've seen firsthand how cruel and misguided people can be.
Many letters have been sent to the Valley News concerning the homosexual menace in Vermont. I am the mother of a gay son and I've taken enough from you good people.
I'm tired of your foolish rhetoric about the "homosexual agenda" and your allegations that accepting homosexuality is the same thing as advocating sex with children. You are cruel and ignorant. You have been robbing me of the joys of motherhood ever since my children were tiny.
My firstborn son started suffering at the hands of the moral little thugs from your moral, upright families from the time he was in the first grade. He was physically and verbally abused from first grade straight through high school because he was perceived to be gay.
He never professed to be gay or had any association with anything gay, but he had the misfortune not to walk or have gestures like the other boys. He was called "fag" incessantly, starting when he was 6.
In high school, while your children were doing what kids that age should be doing, mine labored over a suicide note, drafting and redrafting it to be sure his family knew how much he loved them. My sobbing 17-year-old tore the heart out of me as he choked out that he just couldn't bear to continue living any longer, that he didn't want to be gay and that he couldn't face a life without dignity.
You have the audacity to talk about protecting families and children from the homosexual menace, while you yourselves tear apart families and drive children to despair. I don't know why my son is gay, but I do know that God didn't put him, and millions like him, on this Earth to give you someone to abuse. God gave you brains so that you could think, and it's about time you started doing that.
At the core of all your misguided beliefs is the belief that this could never happen to you, that there is some kind of subculture out there that people have chosen to join. The fact is that if it can happen to my family, it can happen to yours, and you won't get to choose. Whether it is genetic or whether something occurs during a critical time of fetal development, I don't know. I can only tell you with an absolute certainty that it is inborn.
If you want to tout your own morality, you'd best come up with something more substantive than your heterosexuality. You did nothing to earn it; it was given to you. If you disagree, I would be interested in hearing your story, because my own heterosexuality was a blessing I received with no effort whatsoever on my part. It is so woven into the very soul of me that nothing could ever change it. For those of you who reduce sexual orientation to a simple choice, a character issue, a bad habit or something that can be changed by a 10-step program, I'm puzzled. Are you saying that your own sexual orientation is nothing more than something you have chosen, that you could change it at will? If that's not the case, then why would you suggest that someone else can?
A popular theme in your letters is that Vermont has been infiltrated by outsiders. Both sides of my family have lived in Vermont for generations. I am heart and soul a Vermonter, so I'll thank you to stop saying that you are speaking for "true Vermonters."
You invoke the memory of the brave people who have fought on the battlefield for this great country, saying that they didn't give their lives so that the "homosexual agenda "could tear down the principles they died defending. My 83-year-old father fought in some of the most horrific battles of World War II, was wounded and awarded the Purple Heart.
He shakes his head in sadness at the life his grandson has had to live. He says he fought alongside homosexuals in those battles, that they did their part and bothered no one. One of his best friends in the service was gay, and he never knew it until the end, and when he did find out, it mattered not at all. That wasn't the measure of the man.
You religious folk just can't bear the thought that as my son emerges from the hell that was his childhood he might like to find a lifelong companion and have a measure of happiness. It offends your sensibilities that he should request the right to visit that companion in the hospital, to make medical decisions for him or to benefit from tax laws governing inheritance.
How dare he? you say. These outrageous requests would threaten the very existence of your family, would undermine the sanctity of marriage.
You use religion to abdicate your responsibility to be thinking human beings. There are vast numbers of religious people who find your attitudes repugnant. God is not for the privileged majority, and God knows my son has committed no sin.
The deep-thinking author of a letter to the April 12 Valley News who lectures about homosexual sin and tells us about "those of us who have been blessed with the benefits of a religious upbringing" asks: "What ever happened to the idea of striving...to be better human beings than we are?"
Indeed, sir, what ever happened to that?
Self-realization and understanding
Bill has written an incredibly powerful entry. It's sad. It's beautiful. It's about things in his life that made him who he is today. It's a must read.
So now, I look at my life and realize that I have it all. I love what I am, I have a great partner who loves me, I have only a few friends in life, but all have shown that they don't care what I am, in fact they love what I am. I have a home filled with love. And, for the first time in my life, it hit me that I didn't hate myself for being homosexual. I love what I am. I love that it has given me the sight to see what others can't. That surprised me more than anything else. I never hide it. I don't think I flaunt it, but it seems easy to spot because I am just being myself. I have no desire, time, or energy to care about what others will think of me. I am just, me. And, that is a good thing!I used to tell people that if I could be straight, I would be. That if I had kids, I would want them to be straight, because life is easier. But now, I realize how much I would be giving up. In essence, I would be giving up the most wonderful gift anyone could have; the unique ability to look at the world and see more of what it has to offer, in all it's good and bad.
Now, the only thing that will complete my journey would be marriage. The ability to put a label on what Kent and I have together and the ability for society to see us together and say, "A couple, not gay or straight, but a couple. We accept you. Welcome to our family."
Before I die, I want to feel that.
