“[T]he born-this-way approach carries an unintended implication that the behavior of gays and lesbians needs biological grounding to evade condemnation. Why should it? Our laws safeguard religious freedom, and that’s not because there’s a Presbyterian, Buddhist or Mormon gene. There’s only a tradition and theology that you elect or decline to follow. But this country has deemed worshiping in a way that feels consonant with who you are to be essential to a person’s humanity. So it’s protected. Our laws also safeguard the right to bear arms: not exactly a biological imperative. Among adults, the right to love whom you’re moved to love — and to express it through sex and maybe, yes, marriage — is surely as vital to life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness as a Glock. And it’s a lot less likely to cause injury, if that’s a deciding factor: how a person’s actions affect the community around him or her.”—New York Times columnist Frank Bruni, on Cynthia Nixon’s controversial comments. (via gayinnj)
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On a chilly Sunday afternoon, Darren Criss, in what had become customary, emerged for the last time from the orchestra pit of the Al Hirschfeld theater to deafening applause. However, this was not the same Criss from three weeks ago, much less the same Finch. It is one thing to reinvent a character, which Criss achieved beautifully. It is another thing entirely to reinvent your own portrayal of a character. It is simply unheard of to accomplish the aforementioned feat in three weeks. Criss succeeded and managed to make it look like he did not even try.
It was clear from opening night that Criss’ Finch was going to be different — less conniving, more charming, less cunning, and more chivalrous. Criss had a vision of Finch in his head – his Finch.
Theater is an art form, and just like any work of art, it takes multiple drafts and untold layers to bring it to life. The Finch Criss displayed on his closing night was the closest iteration of the Finch in his mind.
“I’ve been making a list of the things they don’t teach you at school. They don’t teach you how to love somebody. They don’t teach you how to be famous. They don’t teach you how to be rich or how to be poor. They don’t teach you how to walk away from someone you don’t love any longer. They don’t teach you how to know what’s going on in someone else’s mind. They don’t teach you what to say to someone who’s dying. They don’t teach you anything worth knowing.”—Neil Gaiman, The Kindly Ones (via rubethehoople)
FUCK YOU to anyone who thinks it was rude of people to camp out to rush for tickets to see Darren Criss in How To Succeed more than once. I’m sorry you don’t know how to do research before you travel for something like rushing, but it was made clear that people spent 10+ hours in the cold to ensure that they got tickets. I rushed for 6 shows, and there was only one that I spent less than 12 hours in line for. When I showed up to the line at 6:30am, I completely acknowledged that there was a chance that I was wasting my time - I made plans to do something else if H2$ fell through (Luckily, my friend and I were able to get tickets for the evening performance).
Maybe you didn’t want to spend the night in the cold (don’t blame you). Maybe you couldn’t for some reason or another (that sucks). Maybe you just didn’t know how it went for all 3 weeks (again, research).
BUT I AM NOT RUDE BECAUSE MY FRIENDS AND I COULD AND DID SPEND HOURS FREEZING OUR ASSES OFF WAITING FOR THE BOX OFFICE TO OPEN.
Admittedly, swearing might be a little rude, but I really dgaf.
“Did it go by so quickly?
Really, it seems such a crime.
But thank you so much
For something between
Ridiculous and sublime.
Thank you for such
A little but lovely time.”—Thank You So Much, Do I Hear A Waltz? (via ifinallyfoundit)
“In particular, I have become a fan of Chris Colfer, our fashionable boy soprano. I not only admire Chris the actor but also Chris the human. When we shot the pilot, Chris was a mere nineteen years old and just fresh out of high school. His coming of age and coming out of the closet has mirrored that of his character, Kurt, and it has been played out in full view of the public eye. I couldn’t be more proud of him, as he has walked his own path with such grace and dignity. He has become an inspiration not only to gay and lesbian kids all over the planet but to all kids who feel less than “normal” and fear exposure. Even as adults, and I’ll speak for myself as a fifty-year-old one, we’re all still in high school in that regard. I am so happy we have a courageous and fashion-forward role model to look up to. It’s a lot to put on his young shoulders, but luckily Chris has an inner grandma that helps him keep his feet on the ground and his eye on his work. He’s already writing and producing his own projects, and I fully expect to be begging him for a job in the future. I will be sure to bring along this paragraph of praise when I do, hoping it will net me something”—Jane Lynch, “Happy Accidents: A Memoir” (via klipples)