do not forget the patron saint of these weeks that we celebrate ourselves proudly and openly in the streets
her name was Marsha P Johnson, and we have her to thank for so much.
remember, the first Pride was a riot, and she was one of the brave souls who endured it to help carve the path which so many of us walk today. she helped found several activist groups regarding LGBT safety and wellbeing. and she was absolutely radiant, too.
openly admitting that the material reality has not really changed much but the absurdity and violence of American politics is exposed for everyone to see now and it's making you uncomfortable and you wish everyone could go back to pretending any of this was ever rational there I can put it into words