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Coming out Cake… uh, Gayke

Thanks, Judith, for pointing me to this one.

 

http://www.shewired.com/lifestyle/2013/01/29/15-year-old-lesbian-having-her-gay-ke-and-eating-it-too

 

A 15-year-old lesbian named Laurel — whose Tumblr name is Ellende-Generes — has discovered what might be the most delicious way possible to come out to one’s parents… by baking them a cake! Or, as Laurel refers to it, a “gayke.”

On January 27, Laurel posted this photo with the simple caption: “left this for my parents.”

As you can see, the aptly named gayke does the hard work of saying the words Jodie Foster couldn’t. But just in case her parents needed additional explanation, Laurel offered up a disarming, pun-filled letter to accompany the news. My favorite lines have got to be those pointing out that “it’s hard not to love someone who baked you a cake,” and her wish that her parents, “much like this cake, are not in tiers.”

Later on Sunday, Laurel posted this picture of a half-eaten cake, along with this happy update:

“My mom saw [the cake] and cried of happiness. We giggled and cried together. Then, we all ate the cake and talked. I am very lucky to have such supporting parents and to have so much support from you guys. Thanks everyone! Have a gay day!”

If only all coming-out stories were this delicious and well-received.

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Judith K. Witherow · Following ·  Top Commenter · Works at Freelance Writer/Editor

Okay, She knew she was “coming out so she baked a cake. Baked a cake. Baked a cake.” Anyone else remember that song?
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Love of women

tumblr_mcvp16lNHi1qfcyz0o1_1280update: I found the translation and source of this beautiful preraphael, (intentionally or not) lesbianic image.

L’amor che muove e sole e l’altre stelle

The love that moves the sun and the other stars.”

It is Italian, and it is from the last chapter of The Divine Comedy by Dante Alighieri. As a matter of fact, it is the last verse.

It is therefore the final word on the subject of heaven and hell. (The ultimate reward for righteous living?)

It is appropriate then that we seize it as our mantra, the banner our side waves in an unjust war. A stupid cultural war, a bloody civil war on truth, beauty, love, nature, history and the actual agenda of any “loving god” worshiped in human history. How appropriate then that the angels are on our side of the fight for marriage equity.

 

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December 8, 2012 · 11:17 pm