The poor, maligned ex-gays of America just can’t seem to catch a break. July was to be their month to show the pride that comes with being ashamed of one’s sexual orientation, but “anti-ex-gay-extremism” has rained all over their parade.
According to a statement from Voice of the Voiceless:
Due to some anti-ex-gay extremism that has occurred since we first announced Ex-Gay Pride 2013, the July 31 Lobbying Day on Capitol Hill and Evening Dinner/Reception at the Family Research Council has had to be moved and postponed to an undisclosed location in September….On the bright side, this harassment and anti-ex-gay extremism has reminded us just how intolerant some individuals and organizations are about the existence of ex-gays and former homosexuals. So much so, that we believe it is necessary not only to hold events in July for Ex-Gay Pride, but also to declare September as the First Annual Ex-Gay Awareness Month. Ex-Gay Awareness Month in September will be a time to reflect on the discrimination and marginalization that former homosexuals and ex-gays experience in the public at large. It will also provide some much needed exposure to students in secondary schools and colleges across the country to learn about the plights, challenges, and tribulations facing ex-gays in our culture.
Ugh, the intolerance is just sickening. To think anyone would take offense to a group of people who are innocently perpetuating the incredibly harmful myth that homosexuality is something to be ashamed of and can be remedied with the help of god, quack shrinks and blatant self-denial is just…really accurate. Oh, well, with Exodus having made an exit and the leadership of the ex-gay community crumbling under the weight of logic and reasoning, we guess those poor, lost souls need all the love and understanding they can get.
They’re not going to find it here ’cause ain’t nobody got time for that since there’s very real and very disturbing discrimination actually happening. But someone cares. Somewhere. And she’ll marry you at the drop of a chapeau.
h/t: Joe. My. God.