‘I’m Just Sayin’ Articles

Sum, sum, summah! It’s on its way… no wait, it’s been here in place of spring, hell instead of winter. Is this a column about weather? Sorry. Evidence of the impending Apocalypse continues to mount. Global warming, birds dropping out of the sky, a declining honey bee population and now, no new year. The Mayan [Continue]

This year’s prognosis for romance started with me declaring the healthiest relationship advice is to break up. I used my January GET column to justify my chronic single-hood by stating: “I have the uncanny knack for picking the WRONG women.” That published statement wrought this response, “If you constantly pick the WRONG woman, they all [Continue]

Healthy Relationship Advice: Break-Up A spirit-head friend of mine told me that our suffering would pass through us easily if we treated it the way we experience our joy. Happiness is fleeting because we go for the ride and it moves through us. So too could our suffering be just as momentary as our happiness. [Continue]

Hair stylists, bartenders, preachers, and teachers have long fulfilled the role of therapist and counselor. In Provincetown every entertainer, visual artist, boat captain, and cab driver hosts a parade of visitors and vacationers; but there’s one person who maintains a comfort corner for all who drop by. A small convenience store next to the [Continue]

Straight. White. Man. Just the facts. Nothing to tell who or what kind of man, what kind of straight, what kind of white this man was. Shorthand descriptive nouns that describe nothing other than “sexuality,” “race,” “gender” and supposed privilege. The greatest privilege of which was his time and attention. Usually directed from his [Continue]

Every woman and girl knows what it is to hold our water until there is somewhere SAFE for us to relieve ourselves. This is something all females understand: the vulnerability of being easy prey simply from urinating outdoors. If you’re a post-operative trans woman, you know what I’m talking about. You also know something I [Continue]

I’ve just returned from the 36th Michigan Woman’s Music Festival, where I was again humbled, inspired, and empowered by women’s voices. And I pushed to expand my boundaries of awareness and tolerance for opinions and perspectives I thought I’d already decided. Chalk it up to Piscean indecisiveness; or maybe an empathic sponge-like [Continue]

Why doesn’t Provincetown have a gay pride parade? Because every day is gay pride in Ptown! And everyone walking up and down the barely two mile long spit of Commercial street is on display. Town Hall features park benches lined with people watching the stream of revelers, vacationers, workers, queens, daddies, butches, femmefatalities and [Continue]

“Some of my best friends are Black/Lesbian/Gay/Muslim/immigrant!” Bet you’ve heard that one before. Or perhaps you uttered it trying to defend yourself from a racist comment or ignorant snipe made that you just won’t tolerate. I wonder if that’s what Bill Graber meant when he started the website, “LezGetReal,” in 2008, helming it as [Continue]

Time for Pride. You know what that means: funnel cakes, lemonade, and beer tents. At least the beer tent is around to connect us to the church of dancing where most of us were introduced to the members of our family, our community. We owe our allegiance to the sanctuary of the dance floor. I [Continue]