I have previously been critical over how the rainbow image has been appropriated by the LBGTQ+. I won't get into a wrambling thing about that except to say that the rainbow is for everyone. But, since you started it [!] — that being, how I have a few things to say about a few things — also wondering who the frickin' frick settled on "identity" solely about what you got down there, how you feel about it, and what you like to do with it?
Please just look into the Yoga Sutras to get the real slim shady on "identity".
Look, do what you do. No problemo. But ... let's not leave "identity" on the LGBTQ+ shelf. Ironically, it's like we've kept the matter of one's True Identity in the closet. Booyah!
Okay. So ... yesterday.
After the farmers market we stopped by the local fromagerie. That's French for "cheese store"; but where we live it also means paying above $40 per pound for some rare specialtites; of which, there are several. Somebody's proud alright ... proud of the cheese they cut.
So ...
The door to the shop has a glass insert behind which greeted us with a "Pride" flag. Full on. Fine. I will say we did have a gay time browsing and selecting from what looked like thousands of offerings. And, we're using "gay" here in it's original meaning, not in the once pejorative and/or the switcherood, positively reappropriated meaning.
On leaving though ... it turned out that that rainbow flag covered the entire door. So there I was fumbling with that flag looking for the door latch for to turn to get on my way home with my veggies and cheeses.
And, that right there pretty much summarizes my take on the pride month. Do what you're gonna do, howsoever you choose. But, do you have to be so in my face about it? And, while you're at it, don't be such an asshole that misses what's Real for your enthusiasm for the seductive phantasmagoria.
And ... speaking on identity, try this in a CLICK.
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