I was very open about being in the ACLU when I worked for the defense contactor. I wasn't open about being gay there however, especially with Robert Bork (IANMTU) on the board of directors.
I would have been open about the AIDS Buddy program except that the people running the program (rightly) decided everything that happen there, and who it happened to, was absolutely secret. And at the time with people being fired, rendered homeless, losing insurance, that was a wise choice. One of my charges called me at work.
Frequently.
I wasn't always available, so the departmental secretary would take a message. That lady would have shit her bloomers to know she was talking to [redacted], as that women I was assisting wound up on the front page of the newspaper, more than once. And not for something nice.
My family members knew when I switched to Unitarian/Universalist, but that was a way point on the journey, as they say. I haven't voiced too much about the voyage onward.
When the defense contractor wanted to get in my shorts over the fucking security clearance thing, I sent a note to the Security Director declining to be processed for it, and without giving a reason. Even with that kind of pressure (that was not a good career move as you may have gathered) I can keep a secret, especially from people that might want to fuck with my friends.
I would have been open about the AIDS Buddy program except that the people running the program (rightly) decided everything that happen there, and who it happened to, was absolutely secret. And at the time with people being fired, rendered homeless, losing insurance, that was a wise choice. One of my charges called me at work.
Frequently.
I wasn't always available, so the departmental secretary would take a message. That lady would have shit her bloomers to know she was talking to [redacted], as that women I was assisting wound up on the front page of the newspaper, more than once. And not for something nice.
My family members knew when I switched to Unitarian/Universalist, but that was a way point on the journey, as they say. I haven't voiced too much about the voyage onward.
When the defense contractor wanted to get in my shorts over the fucking security clearance thing, I sent a note to the Security Director declining to be processed for it, and without giving a reason. Even with that kind of pressure (that was not a good career move as you may have gathered) I can keep a secret, especially from people that might want to fuck with my friends.
The granting of a pardon is an imputation of guilt, and the acceptance a confession of it.
