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Sometimes I get to know something new. Most times it's welcome. Today's something new wasn't. Now let's put this straight, I have no problem with gay people, because why should I anyway? I actually like some gay people because they are nice, polite and decent. Same as are some straight people. Gender issues and sexual orientation issues don't make people less inviting. I believe in all of that and more. I go as far as believing in gay marriage, gay adoption. Why not? Again, sexual orientation does not make anybody less loving. Gay couples could make great parents, or bad parents, same as us the straight ones. But, I am getting treated to gay bitch shit, which I will not tolerate. Because if a gay man has the right to love another man, then I have the right to do so too. If gay men want or need to me feminine, then I have the right to be so too. It basically goes down to the basics, if gay people have the right to eat an apple, then so do I? Apparently not. Because I'm not gay, I'm not black, I'm not diverse in those ways. And after all we say about diversity, there still seems to be one chapter which has been lost along the way. I am also diverse. Because I'm big. And being big does not make me less of a citizen, it does not deplete me from my rights, and it certainly should not be a one way ticket for abuse. Now big old me will not hurt an ant. Big old me will love little people. But big old me subjected to the fat-intolerance-abuse can get scary. One does not need to wear shades and inform me that they are wearing shades because they cannot tolerate the sight. Because their D&G shades are then at an aggressive risk. One does not need to change their place and go eat in another place, preferring the view of a refrigerator while informing me it's because their intestines cannot take it. Then, their intestines are indeed in deep danger. I like all kinds. So I expect to be at least tolerated. It's sad, how size can affect people. I see so many ugly people dear Lord. But I don't look the other way while giving the information. One can be discreet. And careful there, because what looks good to you might be blasphemy to me, and I know what's best. Always.