Waking up to the news that a Pride flag had been burned to the ground outside a city hall in Arizona wasn't great. But given the political climate in my former home state, I just assumed it was in some hick town that had tried to show some inclusivity and paid for it. So to then learn this hateful incident was in Tempe, home of the nation’s sixth-largest university (my alma mater) -- a college town of sorts filled with young people where tolerance and LGBT acceptance are supposed to be the strongest -- was beyond disturbing. The FBI is also investigating a bomb threat made to an LGBT-owned coffee shop nearby, according to the shop's owner, smack dab in the middle of an area where I felt perfectly safe being a queeny new wave geek back in the 1980s.
I don't know what's going to have to happen for this country to reset itself. But I don't have a lot of faith that it will return to how it was, say, in 2015 or so, which looking back seems to have been the high-water mark in LGBT history. God help us all.
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All the worst elements of American society seem to feel empowered. It's scary.
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