Friday, November 13, 2009

Called a Faggot by 2 students

On Tuesday Parent Teacher conferencing day and night, 2 brothers from my school called me a Faggot.

As hurt as I was I went head on with the situation. It happened while I was getting my lunch on the way to a dinner. Right in front of an entire community they decided that it was OK to call me a faggot and to run to not be caught. I was enraged I wanted blood. But I knew that they were children, plus this is not the first time that I have dealt with this kind of harassment so I went head on with it.

I went to my Assistant Principal first and explained to her what took place and she recommended me to see the Principal. I went to my Principal and she was so freaking understanding, I am blessed. She told me that she was going to handle it. Plus I went public to all my co-workers. I told every one that this shit took place where they work. They all were enraged. One teacher told me this is disgraceful. We can’t tolerate this. Even one of the parents at my school called me aside and mentioned to me that she was disgusted by what happened to me. I am openly gay at school and everyone in my school had met Allan, but this was not even about that. It was not about their acceptance of my lifestyle. The educators that I work with have a deeper meaning of what it is to be fair and sympathetic. They are open, honest and have a true sense of commitment and fair practice. I love my school.

So Wednesday it was Veterans Day. Thursday, I was absent due to a doctor’s appointment. While a the doctors office I got a called from the school guidance counselor and she told me that she was fed up with those two boys but she wanted me to relate what took place to her. I told her my side of the story and she documented the case. She told me “we are calling the police. We are asking the parents to come in for a big Pow Wow.”

Friday I showed up and the Principal approached me she asked me if the reason why I was absent Thursday, was because I was still down for what had happen. I told her about my appointment and her respond was "We called the cops on them and they have an official suspension from the Department of Education. Plus the Mother is getting suited because on that day, they were on a rampage and were braking windows of some homes in the community". After feeling the pressure from the police the youngest brother told the principal “I only called him faggot once.” The Principal told him that is unacceptable in my school. Word has it, that the Principal wants to put pressure on the parents to have them transfer to another school.

I am so proud of myself for speaking up and going public on these two. I made sure that everyone knew that I know how to fight back. But Over all the best part of that Horrible Parent teacher day was that 60 parents visited me 51 signed in all of them super duper supportive. Woof I love that community I love my school.

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Mother Fucking Loving Lady Gaga Bad Romance Is What's going on?

Hubby turned me on to Lady Gaga. She fucking got it going on. I am adoring myself some Lady Gaga. The Daddy Butch left the circuit, now the radical queer speaking here.

Monday, November 9, 2009

Salo or 120 days of Sodom when I was 16.

120 Days of Sodom - Trailer (Salo 120 Días de Sodoma)

When I was teenager, I used to go to a local theatre that every Tuesdays they will have Foreign movies. They will show Japanese movies, Swedish, French, Spanish, Chinese.

I used to get a kick out of them. Specially the karate flicks I used to bring my neighbors for the Karate flicks and they were uncontrollable. They will run through out the theater kicking and fight acting, I used to love the fact that people will get annoyed with them and cursed them out. They gave a shit what people thought of them. One time a woman told one of them to stop jumping from the seat to seat and jimmy pull down his pants and farded at the woman’s face. I was on the floors laughing like a hyena.

Well one time there was this film whose director I did not know his work, Pier Paolo Pasolinni. The movie called my attention right away because it was x rated. So here I went thinking of the hand job that I was going to entertain following the movie. I paid my entrance and alone I sat down to watch the most decadent perverse frightening movie of my life. Up until this day I can’t honestly say that I like the movie, but is that kind of experience that you can never erase. Imagine Caligula X version, with a more contemporary look, and ten times more perverse.

I know that a lot of the members of the queer community have lots of issues with the movie. But this was not even a movie about queer constructions. Peir Paolo Pasolinni himself was queer. He has the most wonderful collection of movies with a huge preoccupation with human sexuality. Arabian Nights, beautiful dream like movie, Canterbury tales, awesome dialogue between the fairy tales and the sexuality meant to provoke. Salo was about Fascism during Mussolini’s time and how in a corrupt society the church, the army, the law, and the government in its patriarchal formation can get away with genocide.

There is a part in the movie were one of the Main Characters, tells to a group of youngsters when they arrived that they should consider themselves dead from the moment of arrival. Recently I went back to recap some of the trailers, I was 16 years old when I saw the movie and was amazed at one of the statements the character made. He said that Fascists are the true anarchists because they a urge for power.

Not long ago Ramona had a post in where she was talking about the fringe like the birther, as anarchist and I on the other hand consider them fascists nor anarchist, but Pier Paolo Pasolini summarixed them and in one singe sentence Pasolinni was capable of mapping their trajectory. Rumor has it that Passolini was kill right after the movie debuted in retaliation against the movie. I warned you be prepared to be shocked. But in a fictional historical context the movie has great relevance.

Joe Lieberman is deplorable.

I am so much hating Joe Lieberman. He is a deplorable scum bag. He needs to be taken down. And the fact that he is from my home state makes it so much personal. I truly hate him. Well, there is something we can all do. Raise awareness for his defeat. He needs to come down. Like yesterday. Progressive Change has a campaign please stop by and make sure your voice is included.

Monday, November 2, 2009

I am having a hard time blogging

As you already know I am having a hard time blogging. I have a full time job a part time job plus I go to the gym everyday for at least 3 to 4 hours. My day starts at 3am and ends at 11pm sometimes. I am not complaining it is just what it is. I am lucky and grateful that I have a job and a part time job, which allows me a membership to the gym.

One of my responsibilities as the School Arts Liaison is that I am in charge of the stage design for our school plays. And I like to go all out for my students. I build props and scenery and backdrops for the shows plus I get to mount it. For this last show the play was Bullies Anonymous so I had to build a “Bullyometer “ and it was fun. The kids loved it, a second grader came up to me and said. “Mr. Colon I love your work. And it is true we need to take care of this bully problem we have in our school.” The sad part about it, is that he is one of the bullies that we are so concerned with, only he is on denial. I love my school and my children, as an artist it is a great place to work and to be creative.

Which brings me to my next topic I haven’t being able to blog, as much as I want to. However the other night, It was late at nite and I was not able to sleep, so I stopped by Joy’s Babble on and she had this wonderful entry about a red wagon trivia. It was so nice to hear her story and to share mine with her. The experience was a million dollars worth .

Any suggestions anyone for my predicament.

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Looking for my Gym Bag

Lately, I started back to work and I am working on an after school program. But I tell you not, most of my time afterwards besides traveling is spent at the gym. On Saturday alone I put 4 hours of work out. I am really enjoying the experience. I used to be real big and I have lost twice my size, so going to the gym is a treat for me, cause there was a time I could not even move. One of the most amazing things about the experience is that I am getting to know my body in ways I never new it was possible. It is also helping me a lot with my incredible back pain.

I give you an example, because of having had so much weight for so many years I have real strong legs, I have wrestler’s calves. My legs are awesome. So I do not exercise them, like if I have worked my legs in this last year 3 times that has been it. Most of my work out routine goes to my abdominals, I want my bear belly hard as a rock, and its getting there. Well anyway, on Sunday I was having a real hard time working out, like my mind was mostly on the fact that it was 1pm and I had not even started the weekly review post.

So any how, I remember one thing that my 21 year old physical trainer mentioned to me, which was that your muscular body is all interconnected. I heard what he said, but it did not comprehend what he meant. So out of the blue, since I was having a hard time with my arms, I decided to work on my legs to keep the focus away from feeling defeated. So as I am working my legs I noticed that my spinal cord was expanding. In response to the experience, I decided to take the training to a maximum level. And I put 360 lbs of weight on one of the presses, and when I lifted them I felt this electricity running through my body that it was unbelievable. When I got up from the press, as I was standing the lower back were I have always felt the worst horrible pain imaginable, moved, it expanded. I felt it when it grew. It was amazing I never new that my leg muscles had anything to do with my lower back expansion. The feeling was so incredible that it was sort of spiritual. I felt so connected to a higher purpose at that moment. This my be kind of shallow of me, but I am learning to appreciate my life in ways that I have never done before. You can call me naïve, but trust me when I say, on those few moments of victory I feel wholesome. And this has nothing to do with the 360lbs, this has to do with the fact that I am trusting my self to take chances, and in the process small revelations emerge. So I continued working my legs, and I heard another spinal segment move right around the lumbar curvature. It was a pretty emotional joyful moment. Once I was done with my legs I went back to my arms and the experience was more pleasant.

Yesterday I got home around 6 o’clock after being up since 5am. So I decided to head to the gym. I knew that I was feeling out of it, but I was avoiding the couch; I do not want to keep having a long term relationship with it. When I got to the gym I changed my clothes and placed all my belongings on the locker. Around 8:30 after working on my upper back and my abs I decided that it was time to head home. So I went to my locker and first I could not find were my locker was for some reason where I thought that I have left my stuff it was not there, so I finally find it and when I opened it, everything was gone. My gym bag, my boots, my pants, my wallet, my $500.00 glasses, my undies, my keys, everything. I had to do a police report. So when I got home, I mentioned to hubby and he got real angry. I think he felt the way that I was supposed to feel. So he was reacting in my favor of course. But I don’t think that I was that angry. Notice?, I have not even curse. The reason for this is that I am having such a great experience in my gym that I refuse to let this experience tarnish my accomplishments. In three weeks I have lost 10 lbs. But most of the gain that I’m encountering is in terms of muscle mass. My muscles are looking nice. I have a long way to go, but my ideal is to enroll on a kick boxing class by next summer. I want to get physically violent with someone I do not know. I know I am going to get some kicks on my rips and possibly my face, but I hope to come back strong. Woooofff. I am all for it.

Thanks for hearing me out.

Update on my way to the Motor Vehicle Department I stopped by the gym, cause I refused to believe that someone had walk out of that building which is vast ,with my belongings. I knew that they have stole my wallet, and my money but my boots and my lumber jacket? I am not that trendy. Well my glasses maybe. So I went back and did another run through the place and I found my stuff my wallet had money missing but my glasses were there alone with my jacket my pants. I am so happy. My personal trainer told me that things like that has happened at the gym. I am happy. Thank you all again.

Sunday, October 18, 2009

Weekly Review October 12th to October 18th, 2009

Proper welcoming goes to Maurol, from Actualizations in Porto Alegre, and Reality Observer from Brazil the hosting nation of the 2012 Olympics, the land of Paulo Freire, a brilliant educational scholar and philosopher, who said "Washing one's hands of the conflict between the powerful and the powerless means to side with the powerful, not to be neutral. "

By Allan. Thusday, October 15, 2009
Allan takes a closer look at a family hoax, pinpointing that perhaps there is much damage in this reality family that it’s lead to believe, in Smells like a stunt to me.

by BUCKO, Wednesday, October 13, 2009
Our science commentator brings another sobering post about how the land of the Nobel price deals with bunnies, in Run David Run, It will help to take a look at this post, because you will gag.

Bob. Saturday, October 17, 2009
In celebration of LGBT History Month Bob has a wonderful fairy/life tale in LGBT History Month: Bob and Carlos, make sure you have some napkins handy, is that great of a story.

By Wonder Man. Saturday, October 18, 2009
Appalling the extend that Christian hate goes just for the sake of cash. Wonder post about a dear issue to me since I am a Yoruba worshiper, this is about infringing upon my spiritual life and practices. Nigerian children are dying from false Claims of witchcraft.

By NG Sunday, October 11, 2009
I so totally agree with you NG about this, in a rally against hate in queens. This is homophobia at its best. I am Puerto Rican and proud of it, fucking 100 percent, but what these dudes did is so not me. This is fucking homophobia at its best. Mucho Kudos for him posting this, in our community we need to talk way much more about this kind of shit. I am sorry, I know how hard it is for us Latinos to be represented on the news, but in this case, I am in favor. totally in favor of the innocent queer man. No apologies here.

By Beth, Friday, October 16, 2009
In, You plays the game, you takes your chances, Beth introduces us to the funky part of her, the Wildcat’s Liar, that she is with no apologies, to no construct. Bless her always. Take a look for yourself. You will not regret this experience.≈

Reality Observer
by Maurol, Saturday, October 17, 2009
Maurol, the observer here, has a great take on the significance of Brazil's wonders of Nature great hopes if we listen.

By Larry OHIO, Wednesday, October 13, 2009
Larry Ohio Attended Nat’l Equality March-Part 2. A fighter to the shoes, or to the core. Check him out.

by Kyle, Saturday October 17, 2009
In Gender Lockdown Kyle goes after big cats out there. He has a great take on why Moorehouse homophobic bullshit needs to stop yesterday. Great reads, and to the point.

By Miss Kitty, Wednesday, October 14, 2009
In Fire His Ignorant A** ,Miss Kitty comes after a fuck face that is not ignorant but nothing else than a homophobe. Kudos to her, big time.

By Ramona, Tuesday October 13, 2009
Ramona comes after the Blue Dogs. This Wretched, Reckless Approach to Health Care: It’s Killing us.

By Stan, October 4, 2009
Stan becomes a poet of imetry and voice, beautiful homage to nature in The Fall of the Summer Empire.

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Understanding my dyslexia the early years

When I was in elementary school I was always considered a slow learner, in the bottom two classes. I was never like my older brother who was always charming my parents with a’s and b+’s. All the teachers had the same thing to say about me, he does not work hard enough, plus he is a hand full, incapable of sitting still. Reading was a nightmare for me. I was taught to read using a Vassal Model for reading instruction. Which had sentences like Run Tito run, and Tito loves Mota. Tito plays with his ball. Tito plays with Rosa. I used to have a secret cruch for Tito. But then there were far more complex sentences like. Rosa visits her grandmother. By then I was lost. For the light of me I could not register what the words meant. Even though it was really simple, reading sentences, I could not get reading. This is of course my first grade experience.

It was not until 7th grade that a biology teacher caught on to the fact that I did not know how to read. How did I make it to 7th grade without reading comprehension? By cheating, and lying my way out of tests exams and by listening very carefully. So I was good at telling stories. But with all the negative feed back that I was getting, most of my interaction with teachers meant that I was distracting the students, and disrupting the classes, I was always acting out. How did she find out? She used to like me a lot and during lunchtime she will often buy lunch for me from a restaurant near the school and we will eat together and we will have really smart conversations. She was gorgeous too, so I used to feel good about hanging out with her. One day in preparation for her after lunch class, she had asked me to read the newspaper for her, while she was writing on the black board. I started reading the paper, phonetically decoding word by word. Here I am putting my best effort to read the paper, when I noticed that she was growing more and more impatient with me, to the point that she said. “Enough” looking, very hasty at me, “my god you really do not know how to read.” I did not get angry with her, I just felt a sense of relief that someone had noticed that I could not get reading. Words meant nothing to me unless I hear them. The following day she brought with her a bunch of fairy tales (I wonder now if those Fairy tales had something to do with my being queer nowadays, lol), from her preschooler daughter at home. She asked me to decode the first word and I did which was long, then the second world and I did which was Time then the third word, which was ago. And she told me what does that mean. I will reply to her well that this is something that happened way back. She helped me make the transition from understanding syllables, to understanding words, to understanding sentences, to understanding stories. I remember like if it was yesterday, the first book had this beautiful illustration with this gorgeous beautiful princess that was taken away from her father to a land where a nasty witch had her imprisoned. Then this old lady came by and gave her three chicks and told her that if she ever wanted to go back to her father all she needed to do was to feed the chicks some grains of corn while the nasty witch was eating her meal. So when the evil nasty witch came back home and sat down to eat her supper, the princess decided to feed the chicks some kennels of corn. The chicks grew up to be three knights brothers, that slaughtered the witch. The princess married the oldest of the three brothers; he was a hunk.

I believe that the difference between the simple language in the fairy tale, versus the language of the Vassal Reading books, is that the fairy tale story was told as if someone was actually talking. Unlike the Vassar reader, with its emphasis on phonetics, the attention was given to sound production. Yet I never heard anyone talk Tito run to your ball, or Tito plays and plays. Who talks like that? Not even the first graders in my school, we had stories, wonderful stories to tell. To read about a boy that loves a cat, it was meaningless to me. So I could not make a connection between letters and language, or even between sounds and language. I think that I could have been one of those students, that whole language approach and direct book immersion would have been more beneficial. After my biology teacher intervention, I learned to read but not without some big comprehension problems.

Monday, October 12, 2009

Nancy hated and Dems loosing the polls?

I decided that for my own sanity; I had to take a break from politics. Thank god, you all out there kept me informed. But I needed a mental brake from all the madness out there. However as I was sitting in my doctors office today I noticed the hate against Pelosi. And I said to myself what is at stake in here, is it that she is a woman, is it that she is from California, is it that she has the cojones to support the public option? So I need to ask? Why the hate against Pelosi and the Dems? Do people really want to go back to Bush and the Repugs? But better yet, I am asking you what can we do to stop the bull shit

Saturday, October 10, 2009

Weekly Review October 5th to October 11th, 2009

Proper welcoming goes to Della Reese and James Hipps!

By Allan. Friday, October 09, 2009
Allan in The Noble Nobel Peace Prize, has some Wonderful quotes about peace.

by Allen Labels, Friday, October 09, 2009
Allen’s dad gave him, The Hair Cut, watch the pics they are awesome.

By Joy. Thursday, October 8, 2009
Miss Joy is Crusing Away. I wish her lots of fun with plenty of close encounters.

by BUCKO, Thursday, October 8, 2009
This time our science commentator changes his hat and gave us some sobering statistics as to Why Don’t People Work? It will help to take a look at this post, because contrary to what some may want to believe, there is more to not wanting to work, than just pure laziness.

Bob. Monday to Sunday October 11, 2009
Bob Has all kinds of Queer history to share, in celebration of Queer Month. Pick any day and get informed. I have learned so much from it myself. Mucho Respect for his dedication.

By Wonder Man. Saturday, October 10, 2009
Wonder Man has a great take on the New Barbies to hit the market, in Mattel introduce New Black Barbies with features and “long hair.”

By NG Sunday, October 11, 2009
Geraldo Rivera: "Matthew Shepard was killed because he was gay... apparently." Duuhhhhh

By Beth, Friday, October 9, 2009
In Grind it, baby! Beth has great come back to some of the haters out there. Take a Look at how she illustrates Glen Beck’s Friday.

By Larry OHIO, Friday, October 9, 2009
Larry Ohio is another multi tasker linguist. Read it your self, his take on “Rusty Trombone,” in Homo Lingo: A Primer-Part 2.

by Kyle, Thursday October 8, 2009
In “How to Construct a Brilliant Police State in One Easy Step,” Kyle has a great rebuttal for a pretentious CNN article. Love his take on fear constructs and the by-product that they create.

By Miss Kitty, Saturday, October 10, 2009
In V-Blogs Are Now In The Pipelinge, Miss Kitty takes head on, why the Nobel Prize. Is a most watch. I love how she comes in front of the camera and uses her language to set her tone on any specific topic.

By Ramona, Sunday October 4, 2009
Ramona comes after the Blue Dogs. This Wretched, Reckless Approach to Health Care: It’s Killing us.

By Stan, October 4, 2009
A new comer to my site, I want to welcome Stan and invite all of you to his blog UnderstandingStan, He has a great take on repugs and their hate, on A noisy hall, a nightly brawl, and all that jazz.

Friday, October 9, 2009

Nobel Peace Price Recipient

It is interesting to notice how the international community views our President, as a Winner; a Nobel Peace Price recipient, nevertheless. Only nine months on his presidency, congratulations is in order.

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Is it really dehumanizing for them?

When I was in art school. I remember coming across a chair with a broken leg and immediately felt the need to create something with it. In the chair I painted a woman with a broken leg and on a canvas I painted a chair with a broken leg. When I exhibited the piece I got in so much trouble because, I was considered misogynistic by some of my fellow students. But of all the horrible comments that I received the worst was from the professor himself. When he saw the woman that I had painted, his remark was: “she is too fat to be considered an element of beauty.” I desisted from explaining myself because I really could not understand their lack of tolerance. Even though I still have the piece save some where, I have not thought about that experience until recently, when I came across Ms. Landmine Cambodia. Right away I felt in love with the concept, the project, and the artwork produced. However I became very disappointed to hear that the project was cancelled in Cambodia because according to the government, the event would damage "the dignity and honor of our disabled, especially women". The way the project works, is that contestants have a picture taken on a by a professional photographer, pretty much following the guidelines of fashion photography. The pictures then are presented on the Internet, and the viewers pick their favorite picture. The winning contestant then receives a prosthetic limb and some cash reward, but the significance and main objective of the project is to raise awareness on the devastating effects of landmines. The objection of a classmate of mine when I exhibited the work was that things like pageants are a dehumanizing experience for women. What do you think is Ms. Landmine a dehumanizing experience for women victims of landmine?

(in no particular order)
Female pride and empowerment. Disabled pride and empowerment. Global and local landmine awareness and information. Challenge inferiority and/or guilt complexes that hinder creativity- historical, cultural, social, personal, African, European. Question established concepts of physical perfection. Challenge old and ingrown concepts of cultural cooperation. Celebrate true beauty. Replace the passive term 'Victim' with the active term 'Survivor'And have a good time for all involved while doing so!

Saturday, October 3, 2009

Weekly Review September 28- to October 13, 2009

By Allan. Saturday, October 03, 2009
Allan proudly introduces his soul brother and celebrity, Israel in Izzy living with in his purpose. Wonderful video of a friend.

by Allen Labels, Friday, October 2, 2009
We are Here what a rode trip, that was, Yeahp everyone Allen made it to Ft. Lauderdale, Floridad safe and happy.

By Joy.Friday, Sept. 25 2009
The spot light goes to the Birthday Girl. In, Hippo Birdies 2 Moi and on that take, this one is from me and Allan to Wonderful Ms. Joy.

by BUCKO, Monday, Sept. 29 2009
In Science Scene - MRI takes on the Hadron Accelerator, I am so happy that Bucko loves to explain thinks like that. Read the part about levitating a mouse, I want so much to see that for real.

Bob. Friday, October 02, 2009
In Prepare to laugh, Bob showed us a singing pecker.

By Wonder Man. Thursday, Sept. 24, 2009
In Teazers is Tacky and Lolly Jackson is an Asshole. By Wonder Man; no need to explain here. A really good post

By NG Friday, October 02, 2009
A Student at center of Fox fueled Jennings controversy was of legal age, NGblog brings attention to more homophobic lies from FoxNews.

y Beth, Monday, September 28, 2009
In, Do these Lederhosen make me look fat?, Beth comes really strong after the book banners. Plenty of good reason to come after them.

By Larry OHIO, Thursday October I, 2009
Blood Not Included is another steaming take from Larry about Martial Arts cage fighting. Hot.

by Kyle, Thursday October I, 2009
In Vegetarianism-The Other Way to Eat Kyle share a luscious recipe with all of us, we are going to have to make it ourselves.

By Ramona, Saturday September 19, 2009
I found about Ramona's Voices seaching for a new follower Jame Hipps, he introduced me to Ramona's site. And I found this to share The Danger in Underestimating the Right Wing. Check out her site let me know what you think.

By Miss Kitty, Tuesday, September 29, 2009
In He needs to serve his time. Ms. kitty gave us her take on Romans Polanski the rapist.