I’m dusting off the ol’ blog to post some personal insights and views to share with whomever *MIGHT* be reading. Here’s one I wrote last summer:
Between all the recent celebrations of diversity and the great things life has delivered to us, between the Juneteenth and Negro Leagues Baseball and Pride events, I will continue to do what I can to help share their wonderful contributions to this world.
In my eyes, if you can do the job, then you are welcome on my team. If you’re willing to roll up your sleeves and learn how to be of assistance, I’ll gladly teach you.
Skin color, sexual orientation, gender and gender identity? Details. If you’d like me to celebrate it with you, I’ll do my best. And please let know if I’m not doing it right. I’m sure I still have a lot to learn.
A rising tide lifts all boats. Let’s get on board and set out for adventure.
Even though I’ve been going through life on one of the easier difficulty settings (straight white male, but not *THE* easiest, as I’ve never been an obscenely rich white male) it hasn’t been *THAT* easy.
After I turned nine (9), people had a problem with who I was, and most of them felt the need to try to constantly tear me down for their own entertainment.
Fuck those assholes. I hope karma comes around to bite them on the ass so hard they have to be put on a waiting list for a new buttocks transplant.
In the words of Elton John, “I’m still standin’ better than I ever did. Looking like a true survivor. Feelin’ like a little kid. And I’m still standin’ after all this time. Pickin’ up the pieces of my life without you on my mind.”
Although you are still on my mind. I’m using it as the inspiration for a fictional story I’m writing.
If, by some incredible miracle, I make some money off it, I’ll buy a plane ticket for you TO COME KISS MY FUCKING ASS!!!