I enjoy myself at #SOBSFCon in Atlanta. Talk about it on video.
I go to sleep. Then a queer nightclub in #Orlando is massacred by a religious bigot gunman. During Pride Month.
Then I wake up.
What can I feel about this?
It’s only starting to sink in that people were sitting ducks, enjoying themselves in their vulnerability to each other, and someone just took advantage of that vulnerability to end their lives.
It’s a betrayal of that honesty of the close, inclusive quarters.
His father blames it on seeing two men kissing.
How can someone be so disturbed by such vulnerability that they seek to kill those who show it on such a grand scale?
That is, unless they are carefully taught or teach themselves to see such vulnerability as inhuman, as not fitting the “proper roles” of human beings. And, like cowards, seek to “perfect” the world by eliminating the “improper” people.
But that is not just. It is irrational, insipid, arrogant, and monstrous. It can emanate from anywhere for any reason or motive, but will carry out death and destruction all the same.
Sometimes, there is no justice. Not against such a monstrosity.
But, at the bottom of Pandora’s box, there is hope. There is always hope.