Gays Beware with Jesse Tyler Ferguson and George Takei
A public service announcement about the dangerous individuals that oppose marriage equality.
AWESOME and has Bow ties too ;)
Years ago, I remember thinking, “Man, it sure would be awesome to be living in an intown Atlanta neighborhood with trees lining the streets, in one of those old renovated houses with a lot of character, with a sporty little car, a couple of dogs and a woman who loves me very much. Oh, and it would kick ass if it had an extra room I could use as my Lego room and put all my toys in there.”
Taking the dogs for a walk around Grant Park yesterday, I realized … we’ve achieved every last one of those things.
I feel like we as people, but specifically Americans, are conditioned to see everything as just a step to something else. You do well in high school so you can get into a good college. You do well in college so you can get a good job. You do well at that job so you can eventually move up to a better job. You buy a house so you can start building equity and take ownership of an asset, so you can eventually take that money and invest it and make more money, or use that money to buy a bigger and better house.
Only nobody tells you what the ultimate stopping point is supposed to be. And granted, it’s different for everyone, but the problem is our upwardly mobile, Horatio Alger, American-dreamin’ society sort of drills it into your skull that there is no stopping point. Somebody’s always going to have something nicer than you, so you need to go strive for that. Got a Volvo? Well, the dude down the street has a BMW. Got your BMW now? OK, great, but the dude down the street has a Porsche Panamera and now you’re kind of lusting after it a little bit, aren’t you? Go get that. Go want that thing. If you aren’t pursuing something better or nicer, people will think you’re lazy.
Now that we’re starting to get pretty well settled in here, and I start my new job tomorrow, I’ve made it my not-really-New-Year’s resolution to focus more on my enjoyment of what I have now than my desire to acquire any additional. Which is not to say that I won’t eventually seek to move up at my job, or make a big-ticket purchase here or there, but … I feel like Holly and I have been so incredibly blessed over the last few months that “What’s still missing from this?” is the exact wrong question to be asking. Instead of racking our brains for the exact situation or possession that would make things perfect, I’m resolving to spend a little more time marveling at just how close to perfect things already are — and the many blessings, circumstances and strokes of luck that brought us here.