At the moment, listening to Sanctuary Sundays radio feed.
I've had this thing on my mind for the last 8 hours or so....please try to follow as I hope to make this point as delicately as possible.
Being a white heterosexual male living in North America, I don't often find myself feeling oppressed, discriminated against or basically not being respected for who I am. I have had over the years many friends in noticeable minorities, be it gay, lesbian, overweight, religious, racial, physically disabled, poor... you name it. That is not to say that I source out these friendships, I don't. And at the moment, I don't really have many friends I could possibly classify as that. I readily dress up for the occasional fetish event and have been know to shave my legs and strap on a nice D cup for a drag costume. My feeling on people who we share the world with is that of acceptance. I don't want to be everyones friend, far from it. The way I see it, it's kinda like the Wiccan phylosiphy..something like "Do what you will, but harm no one".
With that said, I think being in the huge majority group that I am, I just don't have an appreciation for what it is to be singled out and discriminated against.
I had that feeling on Saturday night, perhaps the first time as a 'mature' adult.
Attending the SG Canada West Xmas thing is our setting. After a very cool time at DV8, a group of us decided to go down to "follow" the SG's who left earlier to go to Lick. I have never been in a Lesbian establishment. I've been in places like Little Sisters and gay bars many times, but not like this. Upon arrival I payed an $8 cover (that seemed high). Walking into the place, it certainly was not like the room stopped and everyone looked at me. More like I got a handful of stares out of the crowd. It didn't make me want to put my head between my legs and run, but it wasn't welcoming.
The only reason I'm putting this thought up is to articulate how humbling it was to be put in such a situation. If I was a different person, I'd say that I would consider changing my ways, but I don't see that I could be more accepting than I already am. I just can't say enough how much I feel bad for people who must live with such segregating feelings on a daily basis.
On a lighter note, I've almost eaten a whole box of mandarin oranges today.
I've had this thing on my mind for the last 8 hours or so....please try to follow as I hope to make this point as delicately as possible.
Being a white heterosexual male living in North America, I don't often find myself feeling oppressed, discriminated against or basically not being respected for who I am. I have had over the years many friends in noticeable minorities, be it gay, lesbian, overweight, religious, racial, physically disabled, poor... you name it. That is not to say that I source out these friendships, I don't. And at the moment, I don't really have many friends I could possibly classify as that. I readily dress up for the occasional fetish event and have been know to shave my legs and strap on a nice D cup for a drag costume. My feeling on people who we share the world with is that of acceptance. I don't want to be everyones friend, far from it. The way I see it, it's kinda like the Wiccan phylosiphy..something like "Do what you will, but harm no one".
With that said, I think being in the huge majority group that I am, I just don't have an appreciation for what it is to be singled out and discriminated against.
I had that feeling on Saturday night, perhaps the first time as a 'mature' adult.
Attending the SG Canada West Xmas thing is our setting. After a very cool time at DV8, a group of us decided to go down to "follow" the SG's who left earlier to go to Lick. I have never been in a Lesbian establishment. I've been in places like Little Sisters and gay bars many times, but not like this. Upon arrival I payed an $8 cover (that seemed high). Walking into the place, it certainly was not like the room stopped and everyone looked at me. More like I got a handful of stares out of the crowd. It didn't make me want to put my head between my legs and run, but it wasn't welcoming.
The only reason I'm putting this thought up is to articulate how humbling it was to be put in such a situation. If I was a different person, I'd say that I would consider changing my ways, but I don't see that I could be more accepting than I already am. I just can't say enough how much I feel bad for people who must live with such segregating feelings on a daily basis.
On a lighter note, I've almost eaten a whole box of mandarin oranges today.
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so ya death sentence.ya i kow i lived in van for over 10 yrs so i know all about sid's problem.funny as i always thought his name was sandy?..not to mention yrs ago when i first moved to van we use to buy speed from doug.but i know he sold other crap shit to people.i have no use for herion in my life it's killed too many friends.and turned others into lieing pieces of shit that steal.
but the worst of the worst is the other users that mis inform and use people who want to experiment into buying for them and pushing them into using more and then they also become lost into the whole shit life.
anyhow i usually just go to old band shows to socialize with all the other old scene people who i know who only come out to old shows.i've seen no means no,snfu,doa,death sentence,dayglo's,etc,too many times for it to be interesting anymore.
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