I remember 1969. I had just finished 9th grade. Only vaguely do I remember news about Stonewall. I was very far from knowing who I was, let alone what to do about it.
It has been a long time, and much progress has been made. But not enough. And I long to do my part.
Even though I am in the position of having to lead a very guarded life, I long to be out and proud. With some folk, in some places, i am. But too many will be hurt. And, I'd prob ably lose my job.
I will not always be in such a schizoid sort of existence. And when I am not. I intend to be very noisy.
Thanks to all of you who are out, and proud, and talking about it, and working for us all. Thank you for doing what i can not yet do.
And thank you to those brave folk who, out of some kind of foolishness, refused to back down. As Spo has said so well, only when we stop being victims will others stop being persecutors.
Thank you. All