I am dangerous.
If I had the tools to be right all the time,
I would use them.
Every movement needs its skeptics.
I don’t mean
outsiders peeking in and poking holes at every argument.
I mean supporters
concerned with where we are headed as a collective.
I mean collaborators
arguing for the longevity of our existence.
I mean investors
enforcing the integrity of our purpose.
I can love and support
and still be candid in my concerns.
I may not have everything to offer,
but I can augment our effectiveness
by asking the tough questions
hashing out answers
and acting on my commitments.
By encouraging uplifting behaviors in others,
holding ad hominem arguments accountable,
and halting deliberate attackers.
This is not a word game
for those with privilege to jeer at when they are bored
and sneer at once they are stumped.
and where you stand on it,
has a direct consequence on life, quality of life, basic freedoms, and death.
We are here, expressing it ceaselessly
living it until we die,
facing indignities as a community.
The time and place to address it will not be convenient.
and if you don’t know about it
don’t see it that way,
Then every time you speak against our experience,
nominalize our insistence as too radical or aggressive,
you are fighting us.
You are damn right
we are fighting back.