Happy Pride! Dear Faith!
Doesn't sometimes feel as though we are moving backwards? I can't imagine how it must feel today to be a queer person living in America, and the thought of the millions of people living in less fortunate circumstances than I in every corner of the world brings me to tears every time I'm reminded of it. It is always this month that I see a range of content online- bigoted middle aged adults with nothing better to do than spew a hateful rhetoric for just the sake of spewing hateful rhetoric, to wonderful celebrations of pride and love and joy that even though I cannot fully relate, I can share in their pure happiness. I also know that with that happiness comes a sense of anger I will never truly understand, but can empathize with. I can only imagine what it must feel like to constantly live with the knowledge that your love, LOVE, the one truly insurmountable emotion that, in my opinion, has somehow mostly survived the capitalist machin...