Despite everyone's shadow being the same color, we are a species in love with finding differences between ourselves and wielding those differences like cudgels against one another. While we here in the Land of the Round Doorknobs like to speak about equality, far too often the subtext of that equality is Orwell's Animal Farm.
Everyone, regardless of race, religion, sex, sexual preference, color, creed, temperament, or any other artificial artifice our minds can create is entitled to respect, opportunity, and a life of their own choosing. You're, of course, welcome to disagree but you'd be wrong.
Equality like gravity doesn't need or require your consent.
-bill kenny
Ramblings of a badly aged Baby Boomer who went from Rebel Without a Cause to Bozo Without a Clue in, seemingly, the same afternoon.
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