r.soleofsalford said:
Bodicoteblue said:
Ammy said:
Accusing who of doing what???
Nice touch though, adding a nasty personal comment on what should be a positive thread.
*thumbs up*
I'm sorry it read that way - I was referring to someone else in this thread , not you .
I agree entirely with you .
if your referring to my post, which part of it is homophobic. pray tell
r.soleofsalford wrote:
can just say i`m straight and 61 years old.
i accept people for who and what they are but i dont need to know if the bloke or woman sat next to me is straight or gay or wanks furiously to old newsreel footage of margret thatcher.
i just dont understand the need for a person to broadcast to the world their sexual orientation, what happens behind their bedroom door at night between two or three consenting adults is of no concern to me.
Imagine if you will that you are part of a minority.
A persecuted minority.
Persecuted for your colour.
Everywhere you are belittled and derided for your colour.
You are abused in the press, on the tv, on the streets, at work, even by people you would otherwise call friends.
But you are proud of your colour; no matter how much society tells you you are less than others you keep the faith. You know that your colour is something to be proud of. Your colour is just as good, if not better, than the other more numerous colours.
You band together with other members of your colour in solidarity.
Sometimes you meet your comrades in a safe place where you are all of one colour. These are special times; times when you can celebrate the joys of being your colour; times when you can let your guard down and exchange stories of humiliation and abuse perpetrated by the many. Somehow knowing others are with you makes it easier to take the hurt.
Sometimes you meet and sing songs of pride and battle. Celebrating your colour. You do this in public, sometimes in places where you know everyone is not of your colour.
You do this to show you will not be cowed.
You do this to show you will not change - no matter the forces of oppression arrayed against, you will keep the faith.
Some of your colour, your tribe, are weaker than you.
They stay quiet, they grumble in secret, they drift away. The weakest even disavow the true path and change their colour.
But not you, you are strong. You keep the faith. You are loud and proud.
On a special day you will wear your colours.
You will go where you are most hated.
You wil go where you are most reviled.
You will go to their temple and sing of your pride whilst they laugh at you.
You will go to their pubs and you will wear your colour and you will stand tall no matter the abuse.
Some were weaker.
Some bowed but you kept the faith through all the years in the wilderness. Your colour existed and you rubbed it in their faces.
Your colour was Blue.
You were a persecuted minority.
You went into work after defeat after defeat to face them, you didn't duck out.
You went into work after they won trophy after trophy, you didn't hide.
You told people who you were and you stood up.
You wore Blue with pride.
If you can't understand other minorities wanting to:-
A) let the majority know the exist
B) have a group where they can have a drink with no knobs about
Then words fail me.