My panties are in a bunch.
Mr. Muffin, (lj-user: low_fat_muffin) shared this political cartoon over on his FB wall.
Two particular comments set off something that I have been rolling from for over twenty years. And it is time for ‘them’ to get over themselves and their entitlement and assumptions…
The first was mostly short and vague: Why? Keep it to yourself!
The second hits all of the shit about the whole thing: the whole thing is stupid, gay or straight, keep it to your self. Straight people do’nt go around telling everybody that they are “straight”!!!
I call bullshit! Absolute fucking bullshit!
Straight people say “I am straight” every single time they mention their spouse or their children and the hot chick with the huge breasts that they banged the prior weekend.
This is: they don’t need to declare their statement with an “I’m straight” because they are part of the dominate paradigm.
Again I call bullshit. Here is my rant, er, note from over on facebook:
my two cents, or stfu about us stfu already…
So, here’s the thing:
The notion that straight people don’t go around blabbing about their sexuality is freakin’ ridiculous.
Freakin’ ridiculous. Stop it already. It is a lie. And it is tiring. And it supports the idea that they are full of entitlement and privilege. So, please, just stop it.
And this is why:
Every single time you go on about your child, every single time you go on about your husband, or wife, or how hot the hooters are on that one over there, or how great the chick you did last night was… you are saying “I am straight!” And you are yelling it from the top of the mountain.
That is how it works to be part of the major paradigm; you don’t have to qualify your position, it is assumed. So stop embarrassing yourself by claiming that you don’t declare your sexuality. Stop proving your bigotry by insisting that we shouldn’t declare ours. Or maybe, just maybe, stop assuming that every single person in the world wants to know about every last bit of spittle that your youngling drooled about your car…
Or, better yet, start accepting the fact that doing so entitles every single other person in the world to offer intimate details of their life. And embrace the freakin’ diversity of the world.
There, I feel much better. And I don’t much care if you think I am spouting off again about being gay.
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