I obsess about it sometimes, and worry that I’m regressing. I read about how meltdowns and shutdowns with a short recovery period could lead to permanent loss of skills, so I obsess some more. I scratch my skin and obsess that it won’t heal. I walk into things (oh, so many things) and have bruisesContinue reading I just checked, and I’m still autistic
A (long) thought: if the talk on social media by LGBTQIA community members and allies is tiring you out, keep in mind that it’s only been two days since Orlando. When you’ve forgotten about us, we will still be thinking about it. We’re still thinking about Stonewall in June 1969. Remember, this is Pride MonthContinue reading Reflections on queerness
In less than a month, the Calgary Men’s Chorus is sending a contingent to the GALA Choruses Festival in Denver, which is in the same country where 49 people were killed last night in a gay club by one man armed with an assault rifle that he got without a background check, despite being onContinue reading Reflections on the Orlando Massacre
(Trigger warning: swearing and queer shit.) So much hate and anger stem from ignorance. The difference between ignorance and stupidity is that with ignorance you can learn, change your mind, and not rely on confirmation bias to continue thinking a certain way.
Last week, the Alberta, Canada, Government released a document called Guidelines for Best Practices: Creating Learning Environments that Respect Diverse Sexual Orientations, Gender Identities and Gender Expressions. You can download the document here in PDF format. As I read through this document, I wished I would be going to school in this kind of open,Continue reading Gender Identity Diversity in Alberta Schools
My own memories of the last fifteen years on the Internet.
Eusebius McKaiser wrote this essay on Facebook earlier today, and with his permission, I am reposting it here. On male rape, and the taboo around it: Earlier today I was interviewed for a news channel by one of my favourite television journalists. I had told her I would share some of my reflections of howContinue reading On male rape
I posted this quote on Twitter earlier today, in capital letters, because it’s true. I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I AM DOING — Randolph West (@rabryst) December 3, 2014 This past week, M and I made a big decision. We’re all about big decisions in this family. We got married when it was still aContinue reading “I Have No Idea What I Am Doing”
In May 2006, I lamented that there isn’t enough time to do the things I want to do. Amusingly, on that very day, I started a (parody) religion, which eventually became known as The Smiters of Iniquity. That has fizzled a bit, but I did it. So what else on that list from seven-and-a-half yearsContinue reading Bits
My name is Randolph, and I am a racist. I was brought up in a country that institutionalised racism at all levels of society, and even now is battling to recover. When Nelson Mandela was freed (I was only 13 years old at the time), many of my white friends and their families wanted toContinue reading I am a racist