What alyaza said. No matter how you bow and scrape and try to be “normal,” they will still hate you. You might as well be as loud and weird as possible.
You don’t win by becoming normal. You win by making it okay to be weird.
Hard disagree. You don’t gain acceptance by swinging the pendulum into the stratosphere. The argument is: “See? We’re normal people, just like you” not “look at us exposing ourselves in public, accept it or gtfo.”
The only people I’ve seen “exposing themselves in public” at pride are the nude bicyclists, who are a staple of pride in my city. And why shouldn’t they? It’s absurd that we’ve made the human body into a taboo. There’s nothing inherently sexual or harmful about nudity. If they were, I dunno, visibly aroused that would be another thing. But the people having public orgies at pride are a product of your imagination.
Moreover, the whole point of pride is not that we’re normal, it’s that we’re different and that’s okay. There is nothing wrong with being a freak, weirdo, or societal outcast. If you want to live in a Satanic lesbian BDSM commune, you should be able to do that without the rest of society trying to suppress you. People should not have to conform to be accepted.
For a gay furry, you seem to have internalized a lot of conservative Christian propaganda. I don’t mean this as an insult, but I think you’d do well to learn some queer history. The people who fought and died for the rights we queers enjoy now were not, for the most part, the sanitized gays you see on TV with their vanilla sex lives and 2.5 adopted kids and skinny white bodies. They were queers who called themselves slurs and were proud of it, sex workers who blurred the lines between trans and crossdresser and threw bricks at cops, people who had threesomes in back alleys and didn’t care if they offended the sensibilities of The Normals. They were much more like the lesbian commune I mentioned than today’s “respectable” gays.
As the saying goes, assimilation will not save us. And it’s not gay as in happy, it’s queer as in fuck you.
If you have a problem with people exposing themselves in public that’s a fair line to draw. But it’s not fair to draw an equivalence between that and kink generally.
Maybe you would like to bring back the Annual Reminder. Historically, it was immediately superseded by the Stonewall Riots, then Christopher Street Liberation Day, then Pride. This sad placeholder during a time of disorganization became quite forgotten once there was literally anything else available.
But if you prefer it, organize it. Since the context has been changed so much, it would be way more pointless than the original. But nice an comfy and no challenging. Enjoy!
What alyaza said. No matter how you bow and scrape and try to be “normal,” they will still hate you. You might as well be as loud and weird as possible.
You don’t win by becoming normal. You win by making it okay to be weird.
Hard disagree. You don’t gain acceptance by swinging the pendulum into the stratosphere. The argument is: “See? We’re normal people, just like you” not “look at us exposing ourselves in public, accept it or gtfo.”
The only people I’ve seen “exposing themselves in public” at pride are the nude bicyclists, who are a staple of pride in my city. And why shouldn’t they? It’s absurd that we’ve made the human body into a taboo. There’s nothing inherently sexual or harmful about nudity. If they were, I dunno, visibly aroused that would be another thing. But the people having public orgies at pride are a product of your imagination.
Moreover, the whole point of pride is not that we’re normal, it’s that we’re different and that’s okay. There is nothing wrong with being a freak, weirdo, or societal outcast. If you want to live in a Satanic lesbian BDSM commune, you should be able to do that without the rest of society trying to suppress you. People should not have to conform to be accepted.
For a gay furry, you seem to have internalized a lot of conservative Christian propaganda. I don’t mean this as an insult, but I think you’d do well to learn some queer history. The people who fought and died for the rights we queers enjoy now were not, for the most part, the sanitized gays you see on TV with their vanilla sex lives and 2.5 adopted kids and skinny white bodies. They were queers who called themselves slurs and were proud of it, sex workers who blurred the lines between trans and crossdresser and threw bricks at cops, people who had threesomes in back alleys and didn’t care if they offended the sensibilities of The Normals. They were much more like the lesbian commune I mentioned than today’s “respectable” gays.
As the saying goes, assimilation will not save us. And it’s not gay as in happy, it’s queer as in fuck you.
If you have a problem with people exposing themselves in public that’s a fair line to draw. But it’s not fair to draw an equivalence between that and kink generally.
I was exaggerating a bit to be fair, but perhaps we’re imagining different definitions of “kink.”
Maybe you would like to bring back the Annual Reminder. Historically, it was immediately superseded by the Stonewall Riots, then Christopher Street Liberation Day, then Pride. This sad placeholder during a time of disorganization became quite forgotten once there was literally anything else available.
But if you prefer it, organize it. Since the context has been changed so much, it would be way more pointless than the original. But nice an comfy and no challenging. Enjoy!