Sometimes it is hard to know just how to respond. React. Perceive. Feel.
Author Peter Monn appears to be retiring from the fight:
I don’t claim to know or understand God. I know there is one and I’m not it. I don’t need to reinvent the wheel but I also believe in religious freedom. But this isn’t about religious freedom. What knowing LGBT person would want to spend their money or hire someone who so opposed who they are at their core? Not me.
But I’m tired of fighting. I’ve been fighting since I was 5 years old to have other people accept me for something I never understood in the first place. And if I couldn’t understand it then I know they certainly can’t understand. And I’m done trying. I’m tired of explaining to people who would never be affected by such a bill how it haunts me and once again makes me feel different; less than.
My life is probably more than half over anyway. This is for our children. I refuse to fight so that when I’m 80 I can have my picture taken for the local paper because it’s such an honor that they finally passed some ridiculous bill of rights that I should have had all along. Nope. I’m done fighting. And to me, that is freedom. It is obvious that my word is not important anyway. It is obvious that my life does not matter to those voting in fear, hiding behind religious freedoms that do not specifically affect their personal lives. The best that I can do is step away.
There must be something I’m missing, because the first thought to mind is bitter: “Go tell it to the headstones.”
To the other, many of us hid while others stood the line for us; it is hard to protest the desire to stop fighting and simply live.
There are others who will fill the gap in the line. This isn’t over yet.
Thank you for your service, Mr. Monn; we are all, truly, grateful.
Be well. You helped with the heavy lifting; we’ll take it from here.
And we will stand. We will speak. We will fight. And we will win. And then we can all get on with the business of living.
Monn, Peter. “How I Will Express My Religious Freedom in Indiana”. The Huffington Post. 24 March 2015.