I'm departing from my usual pap today. This photograph is usually labeled NSFW... fuck that, look at it.
Does it shock you, offend your sensibilities? If so, good... that means you're probably a decent person.
Quote:
The body of Rev. Bill Larson clings to a window of the UpStairs Lounge, a New Orleans gay bar set on fire killing 32 people
on the last day of Pride Weekend. Burial services for the dead were denied by most churches, and families refused to claim
victims’ bodies out of shame. 1973
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1973. That was 43 years ago, 43 fucking years. I hear second hand stories of friction, of hate, but not being part of the LBGT
community I'm insulated from living it. My Ex said I was dumb because I wouldn't know a gay guy unless he was acting the
Hollywood flaming pansy routine. Or he hit on me which would mean he was so very, very desperate I might say yes out of pity.
That said, I really thought we had moved on, at least to just disapproval and distain. Orlando proves me very wrong.
