Darlene quickly IMmed me to tell me about the burial sites he visited in Hartford, Connecticut. Many of you knew that I enjoyed reading and discussing about History of this, that and there, I knew practically every detail of Deaf History from the past to the present.
But this one evaded me for a long time until Darlene mentioned it.
She said she was surprised to see the grave of "Laurent Clerc Gallaudet".
She said that Thomas Hopkins Gallaudet had a son named Laurent Clerc Gallaudet who died 14 months after the birth.
Darlene has the pictures of the grave marker if you are interested.
I always wanted to rename Gallaudet University to Gallaudet and Clerc University, just like Washington and Lee University in Lexington, Virginia. Laurent Clerc deserved it as much as Thomas Hopkins Gallaudet did. It is travesty that Gallaudet named a dormitory after the nation's first Deaf teacher. It is corny that Gallaudet gets the university to be named after him, whereas Clerc was named the pre-secondary programs, The Clerc Center.
If not for Laurent Clerc, Thomas Hopkins Gallaudet would be ... nonexistant!
Cheers,
R-
Friday, July 01, 2005
FAY DEAF
My friend from Phoenix IMmed me recently that there is an article about Deaf Gays in Phoenix's Echo Magazine. Except that it spelled wrong with its title, "FAY DEAF" instead of "GAY DEAF".
When it comes to that line, I was bit offended by that. Don't they realize that we preferred to be Deaf Gay, not Gay Deaf? Many Deaf people would say that they are Deaf first, gay second?! Why do you think I classify myself as Deaf Gay Militant? Because I am Deaf first, Gay is second!
Either way, the article is charming. TJ and Sean happened to accomdate with me to The Hole's infamous Triple XXX Party during the New Years' Eve two years ago -- let's say on the record, Sean and TJ left the party shaken and impossible to forget ... permanently.
My hag in Arizoona, Chlms' residence is not far from Sean & TJ's residence and I'm not happy with the arrangements, Chlms. I felt threatened by that, Chlms. You damn trollop, come back to me -- after all, you are mine!! ;-)
Either way, enjoy the article about Fay Deaf.
Hat tip to Deaf258 for the article.
Cheers,
R-
When it comes to that line, I was bit offended by that. Don't they realize that we preferred to be Deaf Gay, not Gay Deaf? Many Deaf people would say that they are Deaf first, gay second?! Why do you think I classify myself as Deaf Gay Militant? Because I am Deaf first, Gay is second!
Either way, the article is charming. TJ and Sean happened to accomdate with me to The Hole's infamous Triple XXX Party during the New Years' Eve two years ago -- let's say on the record, Sean and TJ left the party shaken and impossible to forget ... permanently.
My hag in Arizoona, Chlms' residence is not far from Sean & TJ's residence and I'm not happy with the arrangements, Chlms. I felt threatened by that, Chlms. You damn trollop, come back to me -- after all, you are mine!! ;-)
Either way, enjoy the article about Fay Deaf.
Hat tip to Deaf258 for the article.
Cheers,
R-
Thursday, June 30, 2005
RAD 2005 Conference?
I was told by an inside source that the RAD Executive Board was the one that truly fucked everything up for RAD 2005 Conference. I'm still going, though. But not to participate in these RAD crap except for Miss RAD pageant and IDL contest.
I hope to get in touch with a friend of mine about using his iBook to live-blog the events.
On the first night of RAD 2005 Conference, there will be a "party" that the committee boasted that the night never to be forgotten -- I'll ditch the party to attend this event at Robert F. Kennedy Stadium.
I figured going to watch the Washington Nationals to perform is more exciting because they are first in the division and they are promoting the "Night OUT with the Washington Nationals". It costs $7.50, it is much better than paying $75.00 for that crappy Flamingo Ball!
Of course I'll be in DC but certainly not to support the RAD 2005 Conference.
I had been discussing with some friends -- perhaps it is time to build a brand-new organization that covers the political/social arena of Deaf GLBTIQ since the old fools in RAD simply do not listen to the larger numbers of Deaf GLBITQ who are frustrated with its hierarchy, corruptions and bullshit. It is time for us to stop taking the crap from these fools and set up our own organization.
Any opinions?
R-
I hope to get in touch with a friend of mine about using his iBook to live-blog the events.
On the first night of RAD 2005 Conference, there will be a "party" that the committee boasted that the night never to be forgotten -- I'll ditch the party to attend this event at Robert F. Kennedy Stadium.
I figured going to watch the Washington Nationals to perform is more exciting because they are first in the division and they are promoting the "Night OUT with the Washington Nationals". It costs $7.50, it is much better than paying $75.00 for that crappy Flamingo Ball!
Of course I'll be in DC but certainly not to support the RAD 2005 Conference.
I had been discussing with some friends -- perhaps it is time to build a brand-new organization that covers the political/social arena of Deaf GLBTIQ since the old fools in RAD simply do not listen to the larger numbers of Deaf GLBITQ who are frustrated with its hierarchy, corruptions and bullshit. It is time for us to stop taking the crap from these fools and set up our own organization.
Any opinions?
R-
Radical Xians & Jews Are Nuts
In Jerusalem, Israel: According to the Haaretz newspaper, nearly 2,000 participants marched throughout the streets of Jerusalem for its annual gay pride. Many religious zealots lined up (the press conflicts with the numbers whereas the 365gay.com said 1,000 but the Haaretz in Israel said only 200) the streets and threw the urine and feces at the marchers.
Three marchers were stabbed by radical Jewish guy who were arrested immediately.
Urine and feces? Barbaric. You see, they claim to be compassionate but took the time to collect the urine and feces so that they can throw on others. Wow.
Says a lot about the compassion of so-called faithful fools.
R-
Three marchers were stabbed by radical Jewish guy who were arrested immediately.
Urine and feces? Barbaric. You see, they claim to be compassionate but took the time to collect the urine and feces so that they can throw on others. Wow.
Says a lot about the compassion of so-called faithful fools.
R-
Remember River Phoenix?
Remember this hearthrob actor, River Phoenix?
He died of a drug overdose after partying hard at The Viper Room on Sunset Boulevard. When I heard of this, I'm like, "What a loss. I guess I'll never fuck River."
But that is not important nor the subject of my insatiable lust for men like River, right? Right now, he's dead for years.
I was digging up the pictures and found this. I knew you guys will say, "That is so RT!"
What happened is that I ordered my friend to imitate River's last breath in Los Angeles in the summer of 1994 and he did. It was hilarious and bit awkward because people were staring at us with contempt. But we care less. At least, we make our own memories.
R-
Many Said He Is Insolent
Since I am gay, I thought I should be bit narcissistic of what I looked like once in a while. I digged this out of my high school yearbook as a senior. I did not realize that at my age, I was ... hot. I'd fuck myself. Now I understood why I was with Todd (not Newman) for 2 years and half back in 1990-92.
Here is the picture. Time changed. I aged. I became sort of an ugly thing to deal with. It is OK. I'm not complaining. Actually, I should complain. I had been trying so hard. Perhaps I'll find a solution in matter of months.
OH, yeah, I knew of 5 people asking me about my ex back in high school - freshman year at Gallaudet. They wondered what he looked like. Since Todd abandoned me for his "heterosexual life" in order to appease his parents' wishes, thus hurting me in the process. I thought that posting his pictures are justified. So here it is. This is Todd, ain't he cute? Too bad he lacked the spine to stand up against his parents.I remembered our first fuck -- it was hot, sweaty and 5 hours of slow-moving actions. We had butterfly in our stomaches. WE were shaking badly. The kisses were very slow, wet and intimate. The next morning, I was so fucking tired and we were forced to attend his damned church. Todd was in the Choir. I stared at him, he was lethargic and we matched our stares on each other -- then Todd's mother used her hand to cut our staring ties which startled me back to reality -- that moment, I knew she began to suspect. I mean, Todd was staring at me all morning ... and I was, too. Love sucks. I saw one quote that reads: "Love is for Losers". Made me smile, though.
Well, in the next few entries is very politically explosive -- McFly and I had been reading an article, written by a former Republican Conservative who pretty much attacked the ideals of Republicans and Conservative pricks. Stay tuned.
R-
My Aunt & Uncle: Helen & Billy
Today, according to my cousin Mary, there was an article in Richmond Times-Dispatch about the Silent Lunch on Wednesdays from 11 AM to 2 PM at the Shops at Willow Lawn's food court. My parents and relatives are somewhat devoted attendees of Silent Lunch. I rarely go. I just could not care less, really.
Watching hearing people trying to fingerspell a word in very slow manner makes me bored. Like Rosey Goodman did before when someone tried to fingerspell so slow, she turned her head away in the midst of his attempt to fingerspell to demonstrate that she is not interested nor had the time to put up with the shit. Suffice to say, the guy were stumped.
But certainly not my parents and my relatives, they can be so ... insanely patient. They can go 4 hours of enduring a person fingerspelling a whole 9-word sentence! Of course, I'm exaggerating.
It took 15 years for Richmond Times-Dispatch to realize that there is Silent Lunch at The Shops at Willow Lawn. Pretty impressive, is it? Silent Lunch gatherings rarely cancelled its events on Wednesdays. Very rarely. But it is nice to see that my uncle and aunt was mentioned in the article as well. You can see my aunt sitting in blue shirt. I am certain that my sister is the one wearing black shirt next to Peggy Norwood.
Aunt Helen is quite a character. She is feisty woman whom I am proud to have as Aunt. She was stricken with Polio disease a long time ago but she did not let it stop her from doing whatever she wanted to do what is on her mind. I vividly remembered going to the Richmond Club of the Deaf in Downtown Richmond. The clubhouse is situated on 2nd floor (really, if you look at the building itself, it is third floor by the modern's standards due to the fact that the building has the high ceiling on the first floor.
Due to the lack of laws, Helen had to abandon her wheelchair on the bottom of the long stairway and drag herself on the top of the floor -- without picking up a dirt on her dress. She was simply professional in what she does. And by the way, she does it so fast. She can zoom all the way to the top as it did not drain her energies -- imagine this -- using her arms to move up the stairs by the rails is not easy thing to do.
It is as if nobody can deny her the right to be in that place, not even the stairs would deny her! AT the top of the floor, there was crutches for her to get around. But when it is time to go home, she zoomed down the stairs without falling by using her arms to control herself with the rails. Some people would be worried about her going up and down the stairs, but not me. I know she'll manage just fine. After all, she had been doing it for the rest of her life.
That is my Aunt Helen.
Cheers,
R-
Watching hearing people trying to fingerspell a word in very slow manner makes me bored. Like Rosey Goodman did before when someone tried to fingerspell so slow, she turned her head away in the midst of his attempt to fingerspell to demonstrate that she is not interested nor had the time to put up with the shit. Suffice to say, the guy were stumped.
But certainly not my parents and my relatives, they can be so ... insanely patient. They can go 4 hours of enduring a person fingerspelling a whole 9-word sentence! Of course, I'm exaggerating.
It took 15 years for Richmond Times-Dispatch to realize that there is Silent Lunch at The Shops at Willow Lawn. Pretty impressive, is it? Silent Lunch gatherings rarely cancelled its events on Wednesdays. Very rarely. But it is nice to see that my uncle and aunt was mentioned in the article as well. You can see my aunt sitting in blue shirt. I am certain that my sister is the one wearing black shirt next to Peggy Norwood.
Aunt Helen is quite a character. She is feisty woman whom I am proud to have as Aunt. She was stricken with Polio disease a long time ago but she did not let it stop her from doing whatever she wanted to do what is on her mind. I vividly remembered going to the Richmond Club of the Deaf in Downtown Richmond. The clubhouse is situated on 2nd floor (really, if you look at the building itself, it is third floor by the modern's standards due to the fact that the building has the high ceiling on the first floor.
Due to the lack of laws, Helen had to abandon her wheelchair on the bottom of the long stairway and drag herself on the top of the floor -- without picking up a dirt on her dress. She was simply professional in what she does. And by the way, she does it so fast. She can zoom all the way to the top as it did not drain her energies -- imagine this -- using her arms to move up the stairs by the rails is not easy thing to do.
It is as if nobody can deny her the right to be in that place, not even the stairs would deny her! AT the top of the floor, there was crutches for her to get around. But when it is time to go home, she zoomed down the stairs without falling by using her arms to control herself with the rails. Some people would be worried about her going up and down the stairs, but not me. I know she'll manage just fine. After all, she had been doing it for the rest of her life.
That is my Aunt Helen.
Cheers,
R-
Subscribe to:
Comments (Atom)