Moving into Green

This is the first post in a series by guest writer Gelen Fourtri. Gel will tell you her own story, but part of her story is just that–a story–which, as you will see, is partly the point. For me, her story begins in the ’80s when Gel was lead singer for Spiderfox. You may or may not remember the band: four great albums and then poof, nothing. Gel explains why and tells what happened next.

We feel so fortunate to get to hear her again, albeit in a different way and with a slightly different message, here on a ledge. Enjoy the ongoing story.–Sarah

People dancingby Gelen Fourtri

I don’t suffer from ’80s nostalgia. I had a good time then and I have one now. But when I take a moment to think about it, I can see how an entire world can change in just a short time. Back then I was singing in a band. We did great, jumpy, lively, deep stuff. We had fun and we told the truth. I had no clue at the time that twenty years later I’d be writing articles on a computer and talking to people in folding chairs about what I’m talking about now. Continue reading

Guns ‘n’ Bread ‘n’ Roses

GunBy Sarah at ProgressiveKid

This is a call to arms. The kind that are attached to hands and often linked via shoulder and neck to heads with brains, eyes, ears, and mouths.

After Seung-Hui Cho killed 33 people last Monday and President Bush responded in part to the massacre by reaffirming his commitment to guns, I was reminded of my friend Victor. I knew Victor about 20 years ago when I worked for a teacher-training program in Chicago. We met at an Act-Up meeting. Victor, an intelligent, soft-spoken, powerful, opinionated, gay carpenter, was the guy we called in to help train our future teachers on how to work best with gay students.

One day, during one of his presentations to our students, Victor mentioned—I can’t remember the context—that he was a firm supporter of the unfettered right to bear arms. Continue reading