We're Here. We're Queer. Get Used to it!
Well... now it is all white, all the time. And there is never any forgetting that! As we drive by the roadside stands and the down the muddy streets we stand out like a sore thumb - not in the sort of way that I feel threatened at all - because I don't. But, I wish I could hear the thoughts of the people we pass... the assumptions they are making about us... the privileges they are assigning us... It is strange to be so queer, here. I guess I just have to get used to it.