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from Gay Activism in the Schools
"Gay Days" at Santa Rosa High:
A glimpse into the brave new world of sexual freedom in California schools.
By Scott Lively lively@abidingtruth.com
I have long warned that the agenda of the gay
movement for public education is to turn schools
into recruiting centers for homosexual activism.
As I saw last week with my own eyes, Santa Rosa
High School is one place where this agenda has
been fully implemented. I was privileged to be one
of a panel of experts opposed to the gay agenda
who had been allowed to make one 50-minute
presentation during the first day of Diversity
Week at the school. The Principal, Mr. Waxman,
considered this single slot sufficient to provide
balance in a week-long program that included more
than 20 hours of pro-homosexual indoctrination of
students. The requirement of balance had been
imposed on the school by the school board
following a parental revolt the prior year, when a
single Day of Diversity at another local high
school in the district failed to include any
opponents of the homosexual political agenda.
This year, parents were better prepared, and on
the first day of Diversity Week over a dozen of
them went to school in the place of their teens.
One group went immediately to the office of the
new school superintendent to ask why the school
had failed to provide balance as the parents had
been promised. As it happened, the superintendent
was the same person who had written the school
board policy requiring balance, and he in turn
called Mr. Waxman into his office to face the
parents himself. Meanwhile, other parents fanned
out across campus to find out just what had
happened to turn their school into a hotbed of gay
activism.
What they (and I) learned during the course of
that day was astonishing, even to a veteran
pro-family leader like myself. We discovered a
comprehensive system for promoting homosexuality
to the student population, complete with a
taxpayer-funded staff facilitator and the approval
of the administration.
The paid facilitator is a veteran gay activist
named Jim Foster. Foster teaches what is called
Peer Education at the school and also runs an
off-campus community center called Positive Images
where gay teens can mingle with older homosexuals.
I met several members of Foster's eight-person
"Peer Education" class, each of whom was an
outspoken, self-identified homosexual, bisexual or
transgendered teen. Each member of Foster's class
receives the title of Peer Counselor, which
appears to bestow upon its bearers a special
status in the student peer group. One member of
the class whom I interviewed told me that it was
the Peer Education class which had designed and
sponsored Diversity Week The young man seemed
remarkably unimpressed that the school had turned
over the entire campus for a full week to
accommodate the social engineering projects of his
small team of gay activists-in-training.
Gay activists they were, indeed. The week's
schedule included at least four sessions on
"homophobia" (defined as any disagreement with the
social objectives of the gay movement), and many
additional hours devoted to gender issues,
transexualism and other topics dear to gay
activism. While prominent, homosexuality was not
the only subject. Other sessions featured radical
environmentalism, animal rights, veganism and
reasons to hate America.
I took the opportunity to sit in on a "Panel on
Homophobia." It was worse than I expected. Seven
or eight young people sat in a row on tables at
the head of the room and addressed a
standing-room-only crowd of their peers. They took
turns giving personal testimonies about how
joining the gay movement has changed their lives
from misery to bliss. Each one began by
establishing his or her credentials as a victim of
"homophobia," then explained how he or she had
"come out" as gay, lesbian, bisexual or
transgendered. Each finished by reciting how much
he or she now felt loved and accepted in the gay
movement.
Frankly, the only comparable experience I have
ever had to this has been in church settings where
people have testified as to how Christ changed
their lives. Only here, the "savior" was
identified as the gay community.
I spent a lot of time looking at the faces of
the teens in the room. These seemed like typical,
high school kids from middle- and
upper-middle-class homes. Alarmingly, I saw no
hint of disapproval in their faces; they listened
raptly. When the speakers offered the old chestnut
that "no one would choose a lifestyle that evokes
such hostility from others," the heads nodded. I
wanted to challenge the blatant sophistry that had
duped these young minds, but I was only a
spectator. One young man, who declared that he was
a bisexual, openly attacked Christianity in his
presentation, and no one objected.
A parent later told me that this young man, on
his "bi days," comes to school in drag and uses
the girls' restrooms. The school officials do not
object.
Angered at what I had seen, I went to visit Mr.
Waxman. He, still stinging from his earlier
meeting with parents in the superintendent's
office, greeted me warily, but was unwilling to
concede any error in allowing the Diversity Week
program or in the manner in which it was being
conducted. He defended the unqualified use of the
term "homophobia" (as if one had to be "phobic" to
disapprove of any part of the long list of
gay-activist objectives) and rejected out-of-hand
the notion that 20-plus hours of one-sided
pro-homosexual instruction amounted to
indoctrination.
It was clear that this man was decidedly not on
the side of the parents. However, he did
grudgingly agree to try to find additional slots
in the program for our speakers. I later headed
one such addition in the art department, while a
second group of parents headed another.
Upon leaving Mr. Waxman's office, I was
confronted by a teenage girl who said that she was
the head of the "Gay-Straight Alliance" club on
the campus. She defiantly announced to me that the
new club already had more than 40 members and was
making huge strides in converting students to the
gay cause. She searched my eyes as she told me
this, and was visibly pleased that I was pained by
the news. As she walked away, one of her
companions said aloud, "I hope he dies."
Later, as I was leaving the campus, one of the
parents called to me from across the parking lot
and gestured me over to a car parked near the
office. As I approached, I saw that its license
plates read "Pos Imag." It was the car of Jim
Foster, the school's gay-activist peer
facilitator.
"Look on the seat," said the parent. There, as
if placed to be noticed by passers-by, was a black
and white poster. It was a picture of young boys
around the age of puberty sitting together on some
front porch steps. In big block letters at the
bottom of the picture read the message, "INCITE
QUEERNESS."
Nothing could have more perfectly captured the
spirit that permeated this "day of diversity."
Updated: 8 February 2008
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