Finally watched Milk, the movie about Harvey Milk. I know it’s something I should’ve seen a long time ago, but before I “came out” (ugh, I hate that phrase), I wasn’t really into watching movies with gay themes. Though in college, I very much remember being very much into the gay rights movement. (It was Boston after all, and I was there when gay marriage was finally legalized). In fact, I probably could’ve been pushed to come out much sooner if I’d seen more things that featured gay themes, people, etc.
Anyways, the movie was good. I was kind of hoping it would quash all this pent-up frustration for activism. With Occupy Wall Street (and seeing Occupy Berlin first-hand), I’ve been really eager to participate in some of the many causes I believe in and support. But at the same time, I don’t feel comfortable enough devoting all my time, energy and motivation into politics. It can be so emotionally draining. Well, regardless, I was secretly hoping that watching a movie about political activism would help serve as a release. Not so much. Now I just feel guilty and useless. Guilty because I’m not doing enough. Useless because I’m not even trying.
Maybe I need a wake-up call. And the time and money to do the things that I not only want to do, but really need to do.
Adam is a gay travel blogger and writes the popular blog, Travels of Adam, in addition to being the editor and publisher of My Gay Travel Guide. He likes beaches, sleeping in unmade beds, reading newspapers and city trips. His work has been published in Vanity Fair, Huffington Post, the DETAILS network and numerous travel websites. Follow him on Google+ and Pinterest for more travel inspiration.