Let freedom ring: My first protest

Jackson and me at the protest.

I am proud to say that I attended my first protest last night! Hundreds of us headed out to Santa Monica Blvd & San Vicente to protest the passing of Prop 8. Like I said, I had never taken part in a protest before; even though I strongly apposed the war, I kept out of protests and things like that because honestly, I just don’t know much about war and politics. But I do know what discrimination is! I do know that it’s not okay to deny people their civil rights based on ignorance and fear. And because of this strong believe and my overwhelming anger at the bigots that live in my state I took to the streets with Jackson in tow. Because, as a pit bull, Jackson knows a LOT about being discriminated against as a breed out of ignorance and fear. (And also I needed to walk the dog anyway and it’s not completely safe to walk the streets at night by myself.)

It was a wonderful experience, there were sooooo many people out showing their support for gay marriage and expressing their anger and the injustice that was inflicted upon the people of this state. The speeches were great and I was glad to learn that the fight against prop 8 is not over. But what was the best part was the march. Cars were honking in support as we walked by intersections, people were cheering and there was a general positive vibe in the air.

the large crowd listening to the speeches

One of the people I met at the rally told me that he had just moved to LA and he was overwhelmed by how many people had come out to protest. He wondered how the prop could have ever gotten passed in the first place. I told him that he was in West Hollywood, one of the epicenters of the gay community. Obviously not everyone who lives in California will be this understanding and supportive.  And that made me really sad to come to terms with this exact idea in the past couple of days. But for one night I could pretend that majority was with us. For one night I could surround myself with hundreds and hundreds of people who felt the same way as I did. And I felt GREAT for the first time that entire day.

Protesters marching on Santa Monica Blvd.

Now there’s a movement on the internet that I just learned about and it made me smile as much as the protest last night did. It started in this post from a blog called Eating Out Loud. It’s called “Let Freedom Ring” and here’s an excerpt that explains it all:

I decided to snap a photo of my wedding band placed on a slightly different finger than normal to express exactly how I feel toward every single person who voted Yes on Prop 8. It’s my personal version of ‘let freedom ring’. The battle for equality changes course but it’s very far from over.

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I decided to do my part and join the “Let Freedom Ring” movement…

Let freedom ring!

I welcome supporters of gay rights to snap your own photo showing your wedding ring on your middle finger. Spread the word that this fight isn’t over. Whether you’re gay, straight, bi, white, blue or tan — show your support by letting freedom ring on your blog then go here to log it for everyone to see!

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