A letter to Mr. Robida

Dear Mr. Robida,

Maybe you turned to the news about how some theatres were refusing to show gay cowboy movies. Maybe you heard your legislators equate homosexuality with bestiality. Maybe you watched as state after state enacted changes in their consititutions to protect marriage. Maybe you followed an AFA boycott and listened to how gay-straight alliances are damaging our children. Maybe you read a protest sign from Rev. Fred Phelps that said that God hates fags.

And somewhere in that small head of yours, they got through. In that like mind it all started to make sense. In your heart of hearts, you believed it your mission to fix the world as they have described it to you - to be their warrior in their fight to be rid of all of us. And so with your arms you swung your hatchet and shot your gun.

You know they will deny you as a psychopath. In the end, they will cut you loose. They will never take responsibility for the message they sent you and you will eventually be forgotten just like those whose lives you undid.

But your hatred will grow because someone else will hear about you and will carry your torch, their torch, and burn humankind to ash until someone says "enough"