April 22, 2019

Chrissy the homeless transgender prostitute was a bit of a legend to the denizens of the night in Joliet. I had her in my cab a few times. It never went well. There came a point where we banned her from rides for the trouble she caused. One fateful night Chrissy and I would find ourselves in a mess. For those who have not read my book, “Night Moves: An Ex-Preacher’s Journey to Hell in a Taxi”, I drove a… Read more

April 14, 2019

In a moment of honest carelessness, a regrettable thing happened. I lost my identity. State ID, Social Security card, debit and credit cards and a few other important things. When this happens there is a feeling of shame, anger and fear. Fear of exposure and exploitation. There are healthy and unhealthy reactions to fear of exposure. Privacy and paranoia exist on the razor’s edge. In this moment of profound exposure, you find yourself reliant on others while keeping a watchful… Read more

March 3, 2019

The Christian Left and the Christian right who disliked my last article cursed it (and me) for the same reasons. Many of those in this union didn’t read the article, but that never gets in the way of a comment on a blog, social media or my in box. A few days ago I published an article about how the Methodists will not affirm LGBTQIA people. The article went on to become the most read in TransParent Expedition’s history and one of… Read more

February 26, 2019

“I can’t live without my baby! I don’t want to live without him!” My friend screamed. She buried herself into my shoulder. Her transgender son had killed himself. He couldn’t deal with his father’s rejection. His father was a Methodist. So was his mother. On February 25, 2019, the United Methodist Church said her pain and his loss from this earth were the consequences of sin. The father is righteous in their eyes. Her baby is dead. And as I… Read more

February 18, 2019

“Does the artist do consignments?” the elegantly dressed black woman asked me. I told the woman she did. “I’d like this painting, but I want the woman to be like me.” I furrowed my brow and asked her what she meant. She sighed and said, “Make her a black woman.” Representation was all she wanted. I looked around the gallery and realized in that moment we were very white here. I negotiated a price and spoke with the artist I… Read more

January 31, 2019

The news is terrifying as a trans-parent. Rights are being stripped away by Trump. Lives are being taken by Christians. My transgender child, Dave, knows the news. Dave also knows the show must go on. Freddie Mercury knew that in the last months of his life. I needed that reminder, perhaps we all do. I talked to Dave today while they are at college. Dave told me all about dating, superbowl party plans and life. Dave and all their LGBTQIA… Read more

January 20, 2019

I am writing from jail right now. I ended up in jail for standing up to an anti LGBTQI+ UMC (United Methodist Church) minister. Did I assault him? Did I threaten him? No. I told him off. So how do I get to keep my laptop and write this letter from jail? Well, the truth of the matter is, I am in what is known as Facebook jail. Facebook jail is what happens when you lose your posting privileges for… Read more

January 7, 2019

In the wake of David Bowie’s death I saw Christians celebrate and mourn his passing for one horrific reason! In their minds he was in hell. Why was he in hell? Bowie changing expectations of gender presentation put him in hell. Telling the world, “I’m gay” in a 1972 Melody Maker magazine was another reason. Further telling the world “I’m bisexual” was yet another nail in his eternal coffin. The same reasons they loathe David Bowie are the same reasons many love… Read more

January 5, 2019

Her face haunts me. I cannot get her angelic image out of my head. It is the face of a baby; less than a year old. The Face of innocence. It is the face in a carrier with a little knit hat on her head and bundled tightly to protect her from the fall air. Her eyes looked into mine and pierced me. I locked my eyes into hers knowing I would never see her again. I wanted to avert… Read more

January 3, 2019

Freddie Mercury and Queen helped me see the wickedness of the church and the beauty of art. My kid and I saw “Bohemian Rhapsody” on New Year’s Eve. Even though the  movie had been out for awhile now, the theater was pretty crowded. The movie’s key moment is the 1985 Wembley Stadium performance of Queen in Live Aid. Live Aid was a key learning moment for me as a Christian teenager sitting in front of the television watching it. In… Read more

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