Aware that I've worn this out somewhat here but feel it's necessary to tell. Coming of age half a century ago in a small rural area where "gay" was only ever thrown about as an epithet. Kept naïve to the point I nearly hung myself from the freeway bridge I'd made an overnight shelter. The same ignorant naivete that guides thinking "Just hide it from the kids and maybe they won't end up ____"
Westboro Baptists--- the long arm of it, had ideas on performing a "mercy killing" of the sinful element that had invaded their lily white town. They have blood on their hands.
Shit like "Don't say Gay" is exactly how hateful environments breed. Hate is easy to market, just tune in Fox Noise.
I'm glad to see the strides we've made towards equality. But frustrated with, for instance, many so-called progressives who remain silent, neutral, or even look the other way as groups they alienate are systematically disenfranchised, bullied, murdered.
Just thoughts while I'm having one of my increasingly rare moments of clarity.