Yesterday, as I was driving, someone in the car ahead of me took the time at a red light to write “FAG!” on a piece of paper and raise it out of the sunroof, pointing toward me. Now, I’ve written about the use of this word before. So what did I do? I laughed. I mean who gets gay bashed in traffic?! Since then, I’ve come to this conclusion: It was the best thing to happen to me all day. Here’s why:
1. It made me laugh. First of all, because the “clue” that tipped them off could’ve only been my green Muppets sunglasses (see below). Surprisingly, I wasn’t even singing musicals…yet.
2. It made me think about how much happier I must be than that person. I mean who puts THAT much effort into that much negativity ever, much less at a red light?
3. My friends had hilarious responses when I told them. Some said I should’ve blown a kiss at them. Others said the person inside the car probably wanted a date. But every message was supportive and special.
4. It made me pass positivity on. Throughout the day, I had been writing haikus for friends. I was bored and it was a fun way to interact with them. A few minutes after the gay bashing incident, I ended up at a restaurant drive-thru and the attendant was great. She even complimented me! I had to pull forward to wait for some stuff, so I took that time to write her a haiku. When she came out, I explained why I had written it. Her smile grew bigger and bigger as I spoke, she thanked me repeatedly and told me it made her day. And that made mine. Just like that.
People are out there, ready to spew their venom at anyone – even strangers at a red light. And some of the rhetoric in today’s political sphere isn’t helping. We lead by example and there are plenty of negative examples out there.
People can try to knock you down and – at times – they will. But in most cases, as I’ve said in the past, you give them that power. And you have the opportunity to take their negativity and turn it into something healthy – something that can put a smile on your face and hopefully someone else’s, too.
So think about that next time someone tries to hurt you…or the next time you’re thinking of hurting someone. The outcome may not be the one you’re looking for.
Oh, and if you really want to insult a gay, try calling one of us fat and see what happens.
In a word: Armageddon. Just sayin’.
Ok, I’m going to prance off now. It’s time for naked yoga before I have to get all glittered up for my drag show. Smooches.