Reader: LGBT color guard at Veterans Day parade deserved to be treated as equals

It's not surprising that our post about the GLBT Color Guard being the first gay group allowed to march in Denver's Veterans Day parade would attract some hateful commentary.

Here's one reader's attempt to offer an antidote.

Miguel writes:

Ya know what I love? Facts. Based off data and polling. Done in this century:

So, the basic tenet of your argument, that a majority of America view homosexuality as a sin, or wrong, is crumbling. Especially telling is what we all know to be true, which is the younger generation is more accepting of gay people. The old way of bigotry is, quite literally, dying off.

And to clarify, your perception that gays are pedophiles is something out of the 1970's, where 70% of Americans thought gays were pedos. (They also classified homosexuality as a mental illness, which they don't anymore.) The polling from 1999 showed only 19% shared that belief, so people realized gay does not mean pedo. The research from the past decade shows that a majority of pedophiles are straight, white men:

But if you don't like homosexuality, don't be gay.

And yes, we have an agenda; equal rights. Sorry if you have a problem with that. On second thought, no, I'm not sorry about that. Not whatsoever.

And those LGBT veterans were no different than any other group of men and women in uniform marching in that parade. They were just there.

You don't have to accept gays, but those veterans and active duty personnel will still be serving to preserve this representative democracy.

If you want to attack veterans, go ahead; see how far that will get you.

And that's all the energy I'm gonna spend on ya. We won't be bothered by your trolling.

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Some veterans bear visible signs of their service: a missing limb, a jagged, a certain look in the eye.Others may carry the evidence inside them: a pin holding a bone together, a piece of shrapnel in the leg - or perhaps another sort of inner steel: the soul's ally forged in the refinery of adversity.Except in parades, however, the men and women who have kept America safe wear no badge or emblem.You can't tell a vet just by looking.                                                    

What is a vet?

He is the cop on the beat who spent six months in Saudi Arabia sweating two gallons a day making sure the armored personnel carriers didn't run out of fuelHe is the barroom loudmouth, dumber than five wooden planks, whose overgrown frat-boy behavior is outweighed a hundred times in the cosmic scales by four hours of exquisite bravery near the 38th parallel.She - or he - is the nurse who fought against futility and went to sleep sobbing every night for two solid years in Da Nang.

He is the POW who went away one person and came back another- or didn't come back AT ALL.He is the drill instructor who has never seen combat - but has saved countless lives by turning slouchy, no-account rednecks, gang members, and mothers boys into soldiers, and teaching them to watch each other's backs.He is the parade - riding Legionnaire who pins on his ribbons and medals with a prosthetic hand.He is the career logistician who watches the ribbons and medals pass him by. He is the three anonymous heroes in The Tomb Of The Unknowns, whose presence at the Arlington National Cemetery must forever preserve the memory of all the anonymous heroes whose valor dies unrecognized with them on the battlefield or in the ocean's sunless deep.He is the old guy bagging groceries at the supermarket -palsied now and aggravatingly slow - who helped liberate a Nazi death camp and who wishes all day long that his wife were still alive to hold him when the nightmares come.


What is a vet?

He is an ordinary and yet an extraordinary human being - a person who offered some of his life's most vital years in the service of his country, and who sacrificed his ambitions so others would not have to sacrifice theirs.He is a soldier and a savior and a sword against the darkness, and he is nothing more than the finest, greatest testimony on behalf of the finest, greatest nation ever known.So remember, each time you see someone who has served our country, just lean over and say Thank You. That's all most people need, and in most cases it will mean more than any medals they could have been awarded or were awarded.Two little words that mean a lot,



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