@emma: Look, I don’t give a shit if you agree with my view that voting and breeding are privileges and not rights. They were throwaway comments that I never intended to make into the main thrust of my argument. You’re the one who chose to latch onto them in order to discredit anything else I had to say. I understand you don’t agree with anything I’ve said here. I even understand why you disagree. The bottom line is…I don’t care if you don’t agree with me. You’re not the first, and you certainly won’t be the last. Unlike our enemies, I have no problem if people “yell at me” and “call me evil.” I’ve been getting that for years as it is. If I cared what other people thought of me, I wouldn’t be out and proud here in Middle of a Cornfield, Ohio.
I live in a region where it’s not unusual for homophobes to have fully-loaded gun racks in the backs of their Camaros, for crying out loud. I’ve been threatened with violence more times than I could even recall. The only thing I have working for me is the fact that I’m a large and intimidating-looking man, and most people prefer to mouth off and run away before I can sink my teeth into them. I have stared down the barrel of the gun, Emma. I did not flinch, and I did not grovel. I laughed, I sneered, and I dared them, and no trigger was pulled. Not only am I alive to tell the tale, but I didn’t have to sacrifice my self-respect in the process.
That is why I believe all this talk about “respect” and “understanding” is hogwash. This is a power struggle, and showing weakness does nothing but convince people that you deserve what you get.
What do I think they should do to make amends? First and foremost, they need to speak out, publicly and loudly, not behind the veil of safe anonymity that the internet provides them. Second, if they donated money to help remove civil rights from my California brothers and sisters, they need to donate a higher amount to the pro-LGBT cause, whichever organization they choose, and they need to back up that donation with written proof. Third, they need to continue to demonstrate that attitude in the future, when this and other civil rights issues are sure to arise again. If they meet these criteria, then I am prepared and willing to grant them “human” status once again.
As far as the percentages you threw out there, I will say I think you severely undersell the enemy’s numbers, but I also admit that there are no hard, indisputable stats to back up either of our positions. I can only go by my own experiences with these humanoids, and in my own experience, it’s well above 90% of them who are simply hateful and evil creatures begging to be destroyed.
If I could afford to travel to California, you can bet your sweet bippy I’d be out there every day I could. I’m not afraid of these beasts, and I’m certainly not afraid to tell them exactly how wicked I believe their actions were. As it stands, like I said, I’m in Ohio, and I have plenty of work to do here.
Also, I suppose I should elaborate a little about my view of tactics/approach where these animals are concerned. I’ve been dealing with them all my life, and more so since I came out a decade ago. If you assume I am unable to rein in my disgust when talking to them face-to-face, you’re wrong. I’ve had theatrical training, dear. I know how to slap on a convincing smile and speak to these primitives in language they can understand. The luxury of places like Queerty, though, is that here I don’t have to put up a false front in order to be heard.
Evil is as evil does. What these creatures did was evil, even if a tiny percentage of them may not be. If I want to tell them they’re disgusting wastes of space from the safety of my own community, I’m entitled to that. I have always said, and I stand by it, that there is a time and place for pacifism and a time and place for blunt honesty. If I can’t tell the truth here in a GLBT-friendly space, where can I?
A handful of them aren’t evil. Is that enough of a compromise for you? Even if they were to repent enough to warrant the consideration of forgiveness, it in no way means I would ever embrace them as friends. It doesn’t even guarantee that I’d end up respecting them. In all honesty, once we get what we deserve in this war, once we win them over to our side long enough to achieve victory, I have no more use for them. Do whatever you believe will work, but think twice before telling someone they’re wrong to place their anger where it belongs: on those who inspired it in the first place.