When I was young I used to get my parents to give me money so I could buy gifts for a child off the Salvation Army Angel Tree at the mall in my town (yes, there was only one mall where I grew up, insane right?) and then when I got older and had a job and my own money, I did the same thing.
Then something went a little screwy and became a crazy of the “liberal lesbian” kind and went on a hardcore rampage against the Salvation Army because they aren’t all sweetness and light and fluffy bunnies when it comes to how they sometimes talk about gay people.
So I stopped giving money to the Santa’s outside stores…and I stopped participating in the Angel Tree.
It wasn’t until several years later that I realized how absolutely terrible I was being.
I still don’t put money in the pot for Salvation Army, but that’s more because I want to control where my money is going when I give Christmas Charity.
That Angel Tree is an entirely different story though.
There should never be an Angel left on those trees come Christmas Eve, because no matter how you feel about the Salvation Army’s opinion on gay people, those children didn’t do anything to deserve your disdain or punishment, just because they are getting their gifts delivered by the Salvation Army on Christmas.
So no, it doesn’t really matter to me what the Salvation Army thinks of my sexuality. What matters to me are those kids.
That’s what should matter to you too.
It’s Christmas. Please don’t be petty.