Can you hear me from way up here...... on my soap box?

If you've never stood up for something you believe in you don't know how good it feels. The exhilaration brought on by all the adrenaline mixed with the satisfaction of doing what you know is right, there's nothing like that feeling in the world. It can be as simple as asking someone to quiet down in the theater or as monumental as marching on Washington in support of your beliefs. I've done both.

When I first saw the trailer for Milk I was excited, I've always been interested in The Twinkie Defense. I was actually surprised by how many people there were around me that had never heard of it. Didn't everyone grow up listening to Jello Biafra's spoken words on cassette? Well, I finally saw Milk last night and it was moving. I left the theater feeling empowered and a bit like a political slouch all at the same time. To me that means the film did it's job.

I kind of feel like this overly litigious, disgustingly PC society has made it hard to get angry about anything. It's alright to be mad, show passion for something and leave complacency behind. Whether you're asking that family in Wal-Mart to please have their child quit kicking your cart or staging a protest for equality. I implore you to go out and prove common courtesy is not dead.