...in New York, Concrete Jungle Where Dreams Are Made Of, There's Nothing You Can't Do...

...in new york, concrete jungle where dreams are made of, there's nothing you can't do...

...except get married, if you're gay.

if the past has shown us anything (see: the civil rights act of 1964), it's that the rights of any minority group, whether it be a minority defined on the basis of ethnicity, sexual orientation, or religion, shouldn't be up to a majority vote.

time to speak up; hence, the blog reset. i hereby declare a preemptive new year's decade's resolution to regularly post something on tumblr (or whatever blogging tool comes out in the next ten years). i can't be quiet anymore!

if anything, it'll be good practice for the writing section of the MCAT