Queens, bitches, and bears, oh my!

If I asked you to name of types of fruit, or air planes, you’d probably name off several types of each. The human brain has a neat way of categorizing the world in which it lives. We also have an animalistic drive to find our tribe so we seek others like us. All of this is quite alright, however, when we allow them to become prejudices and exclusion tactics, we tread a dangerous line.

Living in the modern age and traversing several cultural boundaries, I notice patterns of behavior. One pattern in particular that unnerves me is the self segregation of the gay community. Acceptance is championed while trending towards others like you is a magnet that must be fought. It’s easy to become part of a scene, but what happens when you no longer fit the characteristics of the group? Do you fight to stay, or maybe find another in-group(others like me)? One would hope that we’ve formed enough bonds to expand horizons, but venture too far one way or another and you start to wonder what you’re doing among them.

Unless you’re at a pride event, it’s rare to see the various facets of the LGBTQ community. Recently I’ve become close friends with a multitude of LGBT friends, encompassing the proverbial rainbow that symbolises pride. Sure individuals have their personal issues, but seeing my community come together every Friday night to support local impersonation entertainers is inspiring.

Segregationist in gays happens, but if what Lola Honey has started continues, I have hope for my local LGBTQ community. Guys and girls from the entire prism are venturing to a new locale every Friday night in support and in camaraderie. The Antelope Valley Tribe is an amalgam of characters that I’m proud to call friends.

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