What does it mean to be an American?
Some people seem to think it means wearing a flag pin. Or
slapping a "Support Our Troops" bumper sticker on the family auto.
Or singing "God Bless America." Or putting our hand over our hearts
when the national anthem plays.
But these things have nothing to do with being an American at
all. They are only rituals, expressions of blind patriotism. They
are, I suppose, a sign of nominal respect, but really they are lip
service. Anyone, after all, can wave the American flag, no matter
what they believe.
No, to be an American is to cradle American values in our hearts
- and the first of these is our bone-deep love of liberty.
We show this love not by proclaiming it or wearing it on our
sleeve, but by acting in it's service - that is, by exercising our
political rights. By voting, for example. Or running for office. Or
speaking out to ensure that the state recognizes that we are all
created with certain inalienable rights, and whether we are gay or
straight, we should have access to them.
Not long ago, I visited Philadelphia to see the Liberty Bell.
The Liberty Bell was the abolitionist icon and it should be the gay
icon, too. The bell hangs solidly now in a fragile glass room,
overwhelming the visitors who solemnly stand beside it to have
their pictures taken. It hasn't pealed since 1846, and yet the
message it rings out is explosive.
"Proclaim liberty," it reads, "throughout all the land."
Liberty is a dangerous notion. It means that the poorest have as
many rights as presidents; that someone doesn't need moral approval
from the majority in order to be a full citizen. We are moved by
the Liberty Bell, but it isn't because of its craftsmanship. No, we
love the Liberty Bell because of the crack that divides the bronze
without sundering it.
We love the bell for reminding us both that freedom is
vulnerable and that divisions of opinion don't destroy it.
America is that bell. Solid, loud, divided in its unity. That
very division, in fact, is what makes us American. Homogeneity is
for dictatorships, theocracies, kingdoms. Diversity and division,
not obedience and trust, is what ultimately gives strength and
beauty to democracy.
Liberty means freedom, and we now understand that freedom is the
ability to have full political agency, whether you're male or
female, black or white, gay or straight. To be an American is to
exercise this agency. To be a gay American is to remind others that
there is nothing more American than fighting for our fundamental
rights.
Unlike flag pins or car stickers, the Liberty Bell isn't a
symbol about bowing to blind patriotism. It isn't about doing
things the way they've always been done in order to convince
someone (who?) that you're a good American.
The Liberty Bell shows us that to be a good American, in fact,
is to keep liberty - not patriotism - in our hearts.
For gay citizens, this is especially important. No one needs to
approve of us. Not the president, not the courts, not the
legislature, not a majority of citizens. Approval is not what we're
seeking. And the Liberty Bell isn't about that, isn't about moral
approval. It's about the clear, deep tone of freedom.
What GLBTs are looking for is what is promised to every American
- liberty and the freedom to pursue happiness.
I love how Independence Day follows Pride so closely each year.
They seem to go together, Pride and Independence. America was won
not because people bowed to the conservative majority - majorities
are always conservative - but because they rebelled.
They didn't go along to get along. They took risks and fought
for their rights as citizens and human beings.
This is what we do, too. Every day that LGBTs march for our
rights, write our Congressional representatives, expose
governmental hypocrisy on our blogs, talk to others about equality,
is a day that we are taking a stand for liberty.
Pride shouldn't stop - doesn't stop - at the end of June. It
continues into July, where the gay story becomes part of the
American story.
Let's ring our bell. Fighting for equal rights is fighting for
liberty. And in America, liberty rings for us all.