• J2

    I thank the Almighty and Compassionate God for this beautiful outcome. Shalom, Pavel Bromson and family. Shalom.

    • TahoeB

      You are kind and I agree with you!

  • TahoeB

    One can imagine how many, such as Bromson, had similar experiences and revelations about a “past” that was hidden from them, the discovery of which could only have been beyond humbling for so many. Each of us must live with ourselves in finality. To say that these were harsh lessons learned is, of course, an understatement!

  • Hate is a powerful thing. It distorts, is contagious and isolates. It doesn’t distance everyone though. It often comforts those with low self-esteem by providing false self-worth. It finds friendship in like-minded, weak, or malleable individuals and it can be used as a powerful draw in popularity contests such as elections. It’s enemy is vigilance, education and the bright light of truth.

    During my college years more than 20 years ago, I was a “gay basher”. I didn’t beat up anyone. (I didn’t have the physique for that). But I ridiculed, belittled and criticized homosexuals. Sometimes, I blackmailed gay peers who were closeted.

    At some point during my 2nd or third career, I changed. It wasn’t a gradual change because it was inspired by an epiphany. I took stock of myself and wondered if a personal secret of my own might lead to serious harm or embarrassment in the future. Could an issue unrelated to my business and most of my interpersonal relationships cause me to lose my dreams of family and prosperity?

    I don’t know what made me contrast my hate with my personal demons. After all, anything that I believed in was right and ‘they’ were wrong. But a voice within dared me to identify that which frightened me. Were gay acquaintances and colleagues a threat to me? Were they devoid of all redeeming qualities?

    A family member that I look up to worked closely with individuals in professions such as fashion, antiques, hair styling, design & art. These are all professions that are disproportionately populated by gays (It’s not prejudice or unfair stereotyping to recognize a sociological concentration). Of course, not all gays have the mannerisms of the more effeminate individuals that I could identify in my youth. But even of these individuals that were out of the closet or “easy” to guess, I saw profound talent, empathy, maturity and sense of humor —all qualities that I value. They didn’t necessarily behave like me, but my association with them was often positive.

    It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to put 2 and 2 together. But it did take too long. Long before I stopped being a bigot, I was successful in business and influential among peers. Therein lies the problem!

    Ellery Davies clarifies the intersection of Technology, Law and Public
    Policy. He is a contributor to Yahoo, CNet, ABC News, PCWorld and
    The Wall Street Journal. He is also Chief Editor of A Wild Duck.

  • Patricia Handa

    I once commented in passing to my (now ex-) husband that for all I knew, I could have a black ancestor, as my ancestors had been in this country for a few hundred years and it wouldn’t neccesarily “show” (I’m about as lily-white as they come, my skin, it does not like the sun). He objected that this was highly unlikely, then warned me never to say such a thing around his family, as certain members would… I don’t know, be upset in some way, I suppose. It seemed very odd to me, but then, I suppose I was mercifully raised without hatred, and so just generally don’t “get it”.