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Truth Sometimes Makes People Uncomfortable

A friend posted the commentary below. Shortly afterward he posted this paragraph which explained why EVERY.SINGLE.POST was removed.. Remove away people we will share again and again and again..

Hey, everyone. Thank you to the 1,100 people who shared my post from this afternoon, and to the 2,000 people who liked it. It was an honor, albeit brief, to know my thoughts on the Orlando Massacre were resonating with so many of you. Unfortunately, I’ve been informed that Facebook has removed it because it violated community standards, the irony of which is absolutely not lost on me. If you are one of the folks who shared it, it has been removed from your page as well. But if you look around, I’m sure you will find that the thousands of posts and comments that contain anti-gay rhetoric are still intact. I’m gonna go outside and chant USA now.

Us gays.
We make you look prettier.
We dress you for your important occasions.
We polish up your neighborhoods until we get priced out of them.
We plan and attend your weddings even though you take vows to an entity that hates us.
We are involved in every movie you see.
We are involved in every TV show you watch.
We are involved in every song you listen to – even the homophobic ones.
We teach your children without having to tell you it’s us.
We protect your communities without having to tell you it’s us.
We nurse you back to health without without having to tell you it’s us.
We clean your gutters, paint your houses and mow your lawns without without having to tell you it’s us.
We fix your pipes without without having to tell you it’s us, even though you let us know what bathroom we can use.
We govern your citizens – sometimes openly, sometimes only until we’re involved in a scandal after years of spewing homophobic rhetoric.
We are on every, single one of the sports teams you root for, but are usually hesitant to say we’re there because we don’t want shit thrown at us on the playing field.
We are at the root of every cue you take in life – even those of you who wish us dead.
We fight and die on your battlefields without letting you know it’s us – and until recently, we weren’t even allowed to let you know.
We got rid of DOMA.
We won the right to marry, which was already guaranteed to us, but we just had to work harder than you.
And now, as though we don’t have enough on our plate, we will absolutely be the ones to fix up your abhorrent fucking gun laws.
Watch it happen, and marvel.
Because that’s what we do.
We clean up your messes.
Without the guarantee of safety and respect in return.
Can you imagine doing ALL of that work without DECENCY as a reward?
So don’t tell me I have to view ‪#‎PulseOrlando‬ as an attack on America instead of an attack on gay people.
Because we’re not Americans when you call us faggots, we’re not Americans when you legally fire us, we’re not Americans when you kill trans people, we’re not Americans when you deny us adoption rights, we’re not Americans when you say nasty shit to us when we’re holding hands on the street (and yeah, we do hear you) we’re not Americans when you deny us marriage licenses or a simple wedding cake with our names on it.
In all of those circumstances we’re just gay people, and being an American doesn’t matter.
So, out of respect for everyone who fought and died before me, I’m going to take a few days to mourn as a gay man before I mourn as an American.
And then after that, you can resume telling me I have to be at war with people I don’t know, even though I’ve been at war with my own countrymen my entire fucking life.
Be happy you’re at war with ISIS.
Because you would lose a war against us.
Oh, and you’re welcome in advance for the gun thing. Like always.

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