last night my two younger brothers were the victims of a hate crime. they’re ok now, but as y’all know, this blog is my diary and i overshare to a fault, so here we go:

i am in NV visiting my parents, and my dad and brothers went out to have a boys’ night on the strip. they are a wholesome bunch who just want to have a drink or two, dance, and eat a good meal. they ended up at XS nightclub at the wynn hotel and were having fun. my mom, sister, and i stayed at the house and were enjoying their regular video updates.

then we got a text from my dad that said, “a guy attacked (bro1) and then went after (bro2).”

we received the picture on the left above.

my youngest brother was minding his own business when a tall guy came up and harassed him for “looking at my drink.” he called him names, mocked his physique, then called him a f*g and grabbed him by the throat. (my brothers are not gay; however, just looking the part to this guy was enough for him to attack.)

my other brother grabbed the guy’s shirt and the guy threw him to the floor, cutting open his scalp. (he ended up with three staples in his head at the hospital.) my dad, who’d just been on his phone checking into a flight for the next day, saw what was happening and grabbed the guy as he was cocking back his fist to punch my brother. he bought the few crucial seconds needed for security to take control. had that guy landed even one punch, my brother would’ve gotten really hurt. dude was like 6’3” and my dad and brothers are 5’6” and slim.

the staff at XS nightclub treated my family like they were the criminals, and only through persistence did my dad manage to get pictures and names of witnesses.