Following Pride Toronto's decision to censor the word "Apartheid" from the festival I've found myself feeling increasingly angry. This just doesn't feel right, it doesn't feel like what Pride is supposed to be about. It's been causing me to reflect on my experience of Pride.
BELIEVE IS A GLBT & FRIENDS COMMUNITY GROUP THAT WELCOME EVERYONE INTO OUR AFFIRMING CHURCH.
COME TO OUR FIRST 2010 COMMUNITY FUN GATHERING! ALL ARE WELCOME! CIRCULATE THIS EVENT TO YOUR FRIENDS! BRING A FRIEND! SEE YOU ALL ON JANUARY 13TH AT 7PM @ ST. JAMES UNITED CHURCH, MONTREAL!
I forgot how draining and time-consuming emotions are, especially when you man up and face 'em. The only chemicals I am 'on' nowadays are legal, God forbid, I go sans caffiene & nicotine. That's the day I lose it and turn into a nun. Then God would be my homeboy and there would be no worry about taking a chastity pledge because I would be a born-again virgin. Only with the amount of corruption I have endured I would be a tainted virgin. Who says you can't forgive yourself and others?
Alright, alright, I know. Pride is a Deadly Sin. Overlook that for two seconds (Or however long it takes you to read this post) and look at it through my eyes.
