Pride
Hello explorer of cyberspace. Black Phillip here, with another blog entry, after commandeering the hands of my vessel. I hope you are well.
This entry has absolutely nothing to do with candles, or indeed anything that Room Spell sells. But it is important all the same. I write these words on a very special day, as today marks a celebration, and the subject of this celebration is what this blog post is about. Today's date is the first of June. I am of course talking about PRIDE.
It does sadden me somewhat that a specific event is required, in order for the general public to gain insight into all things queer, but if Pride wasn't a thing, I fear that such wonderous and beautiful things, such as the LGBTQ+ community, would not get into the public eye anywhere near as much. The vast array of people with different cultures and beliefs associated with the LGBTQ+ community are either ridiculed, shamed or simply ignored by a lot of very disrespectful people. Pride forces people to, at the very least, acknowledge that different people exist. I tend to look at Pride as more of a celebration, rather than an event. A "special event" gives me the impression that during the official event is the only time we should think about people from the LGBTQ+ community. Whereas a day of celebration of all things queer, makes a lot more sense to me. Pride is a day for everyone to honour the marvellous differences in personalities that occur in our respective communities, and the beautiful brain/body quirks that mother nature throws our way.
Some people, mainly people of an older generation, get a bit confused when it comes to Pride. I myself have had a conversation about Pride with an elderly member of the public. They seemed to think that Pride was quite vulgar and was all about celebrating bizarre sexual orientations. Whilst sexual orientation is a part of Pride, it is not the entire point of it, and it certainly isn't vulgar. Pride is such a vast, accepting and inclusive thing, that it simply cannot be about one thing only. Pride means different things to different people. The way I see it is, we are celebrating everyone who is bold enough to be themselves, whatever shape that may take for them, in the most public way possible. It is a way for different people with different outlooks to come together and respect each other for who they choose to be, whilst celebrating their many differences in a respectful way.
Whilst it is a little bit disheartening that Pride needs to be a thing; our planet would be much better if everyone simply respected that not everyone is the same as them, it can ultimately only be a good thing. I can only exist in hope that disrespectful people will die, and that the world will be able to accept, and even love, people who march to the beat of a different drummer. However, Pride will get you. Even if you choose to ignore it altogether, you will still be unable to drive across your city/town as normal, as the roads will be closed for the parade, so Pride effects your life whether you want it to or not!
There are some people who think Pride is weird. Which it absolutely is. Because life is weird. If you don't like weird, then Pride, and indeed life, might not be for you. If you cannot cope for one day of good humans celebrating when Pride comes around, I suggest you stay inside all day, keep the curtains closed, eat sausage rolls and masturbate to re-runs of Piers Morgan interviews.
I fully support Pride and I send nothing but positive energy thoughts, to those who get dressed up in jazzy clothes and march on the parade, for the good of their community. Perhaps next year I will even march with them...
This is Black Phillip signing off and returning control to my human host.
This entry has absolutely nothing to do with candles, or indeed anything that Room Spell sells. But it is important all the same. I write these words on a very special day, as today marks a celebration, and the subject of this celebration is what this blog post is about. Today's date is the first of June. I am of course talking about PRIDE.
It does sadden me somewhat that a specific event is required, in order for the general public to gain insight into all things queer, but if Pride wasn't a thing, I fear that such wonderous and beautiful things, such as the LGBTQ+ community, would not get into the public eye anywhere near as much. The vast array of people with different cultures and beliefs associated with the LGBTQ+ community are either ridiculed, shamed or simply ignored by a lot of very disrespectful people. Pride forces people to, at the very least, acknowledge that different people exist. I tend to look at Pride as more of a celebration, rather than an event. A "special event" gives me the impression that during the official event is the only time we should think about people from the LGBTQ+ community. Whereas a day of celebration of all things queer, makes a lot more sense to me. Pride is a day for everyone to honour the marvellous differences in personalities that occur in our respective communities, and the beautiful brain/body quirks that mother nature throws our way.
Some people, mainly people of an older generation, get a bit confused when it comes to Pride. I myself have had a conversation about Pride with an elderly member of the public. They seemed to think that Pride was quite vulgar and was all about celebrating bizarre sexual orientations. Whilst sexual orientation is a part of Pride, it is not the entire point of it, and it certainly isn't vulgar. Pride is such a vast, accepting and inclusive thing, that it simply cannot be about one thing only. Pride means different things to different people. The way I see it is, we are celebrating everyone who is bold enough to be themselves, whatever shape that may take for them, in the most public way possible. It is a way for different people with different outlooks to come together and respect each other for who they choose to be, whilst celebrating their many differences in a respectful way.
Whilst it is a little bit disheartening that Pride needs to be a thing; our planet would be much better if everyone simply respected that not everyone is the same as them, it can ultimately only be a good thing. I can only exist in hope that disrespectful people will die, and that the world will be able to accept, and even love, people who march to the beat of a different drummer. However, Pride will get you. Even if you choose to ignore it altogether, you will still be unable to drive across your city/town as normal, as the roads will be closed for the parade, so Pride effects your life whether you want it to or not!
There are some people who think Pride is weird. Which it absolutely is. Because life is weird. If you don't like weird, then Pride, and indeed life, might not be for you. If you cannot cope for one day of good humans celebrating when Pride comes around, I suggest you stay inside all day, keep the curtains closed, eat sausage rolls and masturbate to re-runs of Piers Morgan interviews.
I fully support Pride and I send nothing but positive energy thoughts, to those who get dressed up in jazzy clothes and march on the parade, for the good of their community. Perhaps next year I will even march with them...
This is Black Phillip signing off and returning control to my human host.