On April 11, I participated in a pride march at Penn State. I helped carry the banner, screwed up a march cadence, and was the first to speak after the Director of the Center for Sexual and gender Diversity. I marched despite feeling a bit sick. In fact, I left a later class early because I felt like hell. Anyway, I wrote my speech in advance, and really didn't deviate from it.
Photo by Alina Lebedeva of the Daily Collegian
The speech:
We are Penn State!
We are… started as the football team’s stand against ugly racism in 1947. Since then it has grown into our identity. Penn State is who we are, and it’s our pride, the pride of Lions. We is an inclusive word encompassing all of us: students, staff, faulty, alumni- we are ALL Penn state.
We, the LGBTQ+ community, are also Penn state. We are part of the beautiful tapestry of identities that make up our community. We always have been, despite having to hide ourselves for so many decades. Today we march to celebrate our visibility, to celebrate our inclusion, and to celebrate those who were, those who are, and those who will be. We do not march to flaunt our identities, nor do we march to “recruit”, as that can’t happen. Being LGBT is part of how we were made, like eye color or height.
Today we celebrate, and renew our commitment to each other, and to Penn State as a whole, that we ALL are Penn State. We ALL belong and are worthwhile. We ALL matter.
We are Penn State!
I received polite applause. One person said I was eloquent. Later speakers received much more applause, which is fine. No one was there to hear me talk anyway.
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