Wearing a mask.

We all wear masks. Hiding or accentuating how true or untrue we are.

I wore a mask in my early years and I dreaded the fact that someone would find out that I was queer. Is this in any form unusual? Absolutely not. There are so many of us, and by that I don’t talk only about sexuality or gender issues.

Everyone has issues in some form, whether it be sexuality, religion, beliefs, skin colour, social status, etc.

And my earlier worries are small right now, compared to how my black friend’s perpetual situation is.

Why do we stand still and stay passive? Some of us don’t. My friend Lotus is out there, demonstrating peacefully for Black Lives Matter in Oakland. She is a force to be reckoned with, and things are being dealt with. I really want this work to continue. I think she should run for President.

And let us put it this way! Black Lives Matter. Leave the “all lives matter,” gay lives matter,” old people’s lives matter.” We have to focus on ONE thing at the time. And right NOW, we have to join our black brothers and sisters, because that’s what we are: Family.

To those who claim that there’s so-called reversed racism…ok, fair enough, but reversed and opposed racism…to and for what? All of us? IT MATTERS NOT RIGHT NOW!

Let’s get some perspective people! We’re all in the same boat, and why do we have to annihilate each other like in “Independence Day?”

A lot of my black friends in America and the rest of the world, feel like they should wear a white mask every day, in order to not get harassed, not to be stopped on every corner, having their pockets checked, worrying about experiencing the same fate as George Floyd or Breonna Taylor, and God knows what else.

We need to feel connected.

“That’s all” (Miranda Priestley)