Another Glimpse Behind the Curtain…

Read a lengthy article via one of my favorite blogs (Ends and Beginnings) not too long ago (click HERE).  By the end of the article, my fear, mistrust, and sadness rose to the highest levels they've been since elementary school when the TV mini-series Roots aired (1977) and sparked racial tension at school  I was ten years old …

#SaveTheWorld

Very thought provoking. 🙂 And his poetry is always worth a read.

TOpoet

There Is No # To #SaveTheWorld

My past couple of Friday blogs have been my reaction to racism, sex, slut shaming, the disabled – someone has taken me to task for speaking about such matters because of my white male privilege. It seems I lack authority to speak authentically about my experiences of these issues.

abandoned?

In the past I’ve been ‘sushed’ because I don’t have an MFA (& thus am not qualified to be a poet for certain stages here in TO); not educated enough to have sufficiently informed comments on the writing process; not published enough; not hot enough for erotica readings; too male for some stages; too sexual for others; too old for most. Thinking marriage is crock casts me out of the good queer corner.

I can’t help but think this is yet another form of censorship – it’s not as if I’m proposing radical thought…

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