I have time on my hands as the painters move ladders, paint around the fiddly bits and teeter-totter reaching toward the high ceiling along the stair well.
So, I’ve been entertaining myself looking through Twitter (useless, bloated, self-indulgent) and Face Book (ditto but at least I get to chat with friends). Today’s BIG THING is a barrage of images to support #LGBTQ #Equalrights, a topic which is near and dear to my heart and which I fully support.
Y’all know that… right? If not, maybe you’d best leave now because you ain’t gonna get what I’m about to say next, reading comprehension skills being what they are lately.
You see, I’ve had a bee in my bonnet for some time, a niggling irritation about this concept of rights and how we, as concerned citizens, wish to influence and effect change for the better in our society. No, I’m not running for office. Bear with me.
TWO. PEOPLE. IN. LOVE.
Het or otherwise, it’s all the same, and it’s all good. If you don’t believe that at some fundamental religious level, fine, but I’m not talking to you because the odds of me changing your mind are zero to none.
Thanks for reading to this point, but leave.
One other reminder might be pertinent: I write M/M fiction which includes a wide variety of genres, and most include erotic scenes of affection but not always. So I obviously dig the M/M dynamic.
What I’m NOT digging is how the message, which is a GOOD ONE, is somehow visually and otherwise SKEWED almost exclusively toward validating and legitimizing the MALE DYNAMIC without including and giving EQUAL FACE TIME to the other 50% of our population! <note caps and exclamation mark, they’re important reveals to the state of my concern>
To wit: what about the ladies, the gals who form long term, loving relationships, who face the same stigmas, the same ass backwards laws and discrimination as men (only more so because they’re, well…women), but who are little heralded or supported or given the kind of HELL YEAH that guys seem to accrue by virtue of toned abs and a winning bulge.
M/M romance is a HAWT commodity. Lesbian fiction? Meh. No one seems to give a flying fuck, and why is that?
Tell me, because I’m curious: why do men get center stage almost exclusively? And why is it WOMEN ignore their sisters in favor of simpering over M/M relationships that tell only half the story. Why aren’t GAY MEN returning the favor when GAY WOMEN show their love and support for the cause?
Maybe they do, but truth… I’m not seeing it, at least not in the circles I travel.
And I’m here to mention that maybe that’s not right.
The operative terms are: EQUAL RIGHTS and I think it’s time to celebrate the distaff side of this good fight.
So ladies, here’s a HUGE HELL YEAH to you. For your commitment, your generosity of spirit, for the love you are sharing.
Here’s to building a bridge between those gaps in the rainbow.