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Lions and Tigers and Chaz Bono on Dancing With the Stars – Oh My!

Seriously?  There is nothing else people could get upset about?  Are there no people left in the devastation of Hurricane Irene?  Did we achieve World Peace?  Is our budget balanced and our economy fixed?


Then what the hell, people?  How come your panties are in a bunch over Chaz Bono on Dancing With the Stars?

Alright – yeah, I can see there are some things that are pissing you off.  Here – I’ll list mine:

1 – When did the show become Dancing With People Who’s Parents Were Stars at Some Point in the 70s? Is Chaz Bono “a star”?  Did I miss something?

2 – Dude is fatter than me!  How is he going to be able to keep up with the professional partner they pair him with?  Is this going to be the first reality show heart attack?

3 – What’s up with the facial hair?  He should be clean shaven for the show – it will make him look more polished and professional.

4 – Please – no more wife beater t-shirts.  I don’t care how adorbs you think you look, Mr. Bono, but it’s not a good look for anyone.  I’m talking to you, Jersey Shore.

Honestly, people, open your narrow minds and let the dude dance in peace.  He’s lived much of his life in a fish bowl, and he’s finally owning it.  If people want to talk, give them something to talk about.  I give him a lot of credit for putting himself out there.  And whatever happened to that old but useful saying about casting the first stone?  Did God step aside and make your bigoted arse judge?

Have fun, Chaz!  I hope you hang in there long past the pretty boys and the people who really think they are celebrities!

Purple Pride – October 20th – Show YOUR True Colors

Bullying is a terrible thing – against anyone.  I knew bullies very well growing up, as I was a fat kid.  The bullies made rude comments, ridiculed my clothing no matter how stylishly dressed I thought I was, and criticized any bite of food I put in my mouth, be it a carrot or a cookie.

But I knew someday, it would get better.  I grew up in an overweight family, so I never doubted that at some point, the bullies would be behind me, and I would grow up, find love, have a family, and be whatever I wanted to be.  I was surrounded by other fat people who did all of that and more.

For these six teens – and for the many before, and unfortunately the ones after – bullying killed them.  Each of these young lives saw the only respite from the torment they suffered was to die, by their own hands, to end the pain.  It was the only way out they saw.

We need to let our kids know, whether they are gay or straight; fat or thin; popular or geeky – it gets better.  There is love out there, light in the darkness, hope where there is hopelessness.  It gets better.

Please remember not only these six young men who died tragically, but anyone who has ever been made to feel less than what they are at the hands – or snarky mouth – of a bully.  Be the beacon in the fog of despair for someone.  Wear purple on October 20th.

For more information on how you can help, or to get support as you go through a difficult time, please visit http://www.itgetsbetterproject.com/ .