Maybe someday your precious revolution will come, and as the militants gather the undesirables up for cleansing, you’ll see your firstborn marked for exinction with a pink triangle. Maybe then you’ll realize the hate inherant in the systems you embrace. Too late, you may find it.
Since I’ve come out, a couple of people I once considered good freinds have expressed concerns about the effect my transition will have on thier children. Well, I’m hoping it does have an effect.
I’m hoping that with effort, outreach, representation, and compassion, the next generation will treat trans and other marginalized groups better than my and previous generations have done so. And if you intend to actively work against that, that’s indefensible.