Like to please & be well disciplined

Last month I was in the ER, the most vulnerable emotionally that I've ever been while putting myself in the hands of a stranger. That the intake doctor had a lanyard heavy with Pride pins mattered. It's such a tiny gesture, but the amount of safety I felt because of it, during an agonizing moment in my life, was huge.

The only honest thing this disgusting piece of filth ever said in his miserable life.

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“Don’t forget about me”…. In October 1944, Gideon Klein was transported to Auschwitz-Birkenau concentration camp,and then shortly afterwards to the Auschwitz slave-labour sub-camp of Fürstengrube. There he was shot by the SS in January 1945, dead at age 26. Gideon Klein (1919 – 1945) was a Czechoslovakian pianist, classical music composer, educator and organizer of cultural life at Theresienstadt concentration. He was born into an into a Moravian Jewish family and his musical talent early evident early. He was forced to abort his university studies in 1940 when the Nazis closed all institutions of higher learning following their occupation of Czechoslovakia in March 1939 yet he managed to perform as a concert pianist under several aliases. In 1940 he was offered a scholarship at the Royal Academy of Music in London, but by that time anti-Jewish legislation prevented his emigration. By 1941 Gideon was deported by the Nazis to Terezín concentration camp where he would give concerts in secret, but the camp became one of the few in which artistic activity was eventually permitted by Nazis on any scale, if only to deceive the broader public as to their real intentions. There is painfully little of his work that remains, but what remains is more than just the promise of a young talent cut short, suggesting a musical maturity beyond his years. Klein mention his exceptional good looks: “Like a movie star” was just one quote that stood out. When asked about him those who had dealings with him mention his physical beauty before anything else. Yet, he seems to have been similar to the young Glenn Gould in his apparent sexual ambivalence and discomfort around women. Various female friends would accuse him of being so lost in his inner world as to be incapable of developing deeper relationships with women. Prior to his deportation to Terezin concentration camp , Gideon entrusted his manuscripts and other personal memorabilia to some non-Jewish friends. In the chaos and aftermath of the the war, seemingly forgotten, this significant archive found its way back to Klein's sister, Lisa, in 1990. You can find Gideon Klein’s work on YouTube and wonder at all that was and might have been.

Years later, known simply as Dr. Graves, she ran a modest clinic in Mayfair by day and returned to East London by night, her satchel filled with medicine, bread, and second-hand coats. She never married, never vacationed, never saved. “I can't change the world,” she once whispered to a student, “but I can change the night of a child.” Her charity, The Bread of Dreams, provided free meals and medical care to thousands. When she died in 1980—alone, in a rented room lined with children's drawings and letters—there were no headlines, no statues, no streets bearing her name. And yet, somewhere in London, a child eats tonight without fear, and Eleanor Graves breathes quietly on in that warmth.

— James Baldwin

October 6, 1998 an ordinary boy was beaten and left for dead, tied to a fence in a pasture in Wyoming. The people who came upon the body believed it was not human but a scarecrow but for the only part of his face not covered in blood were two white lines running down his cheeks where the tears had dried. His death was horrific yet not in vain. This ordinary boy set in motion a fight for equality, a fight for dignity. You don't have to be gay to understand this, you need only be human. Say his name…. Matthew Shepard

جيش الاحتلال الصهـ ـوني يختطف الاطفال ويعتدي على الفتيات

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Will we ever learn?