This year, at Seattle pride, the entire crowed was framed for a moment by two individuals. On the far right-hand side was a six-foot-six manly built drag-queen adorned as a clown. On the far left, a delicious looking young man with an unleashed collar round is neck. In those moments, I thought to myself, “Humanity has hope” or perhaps what could better be translated as “Here lies the hope of humanity.” I have spoken many times regarding man as an environment, a conglomeration of self-reciprocating algorithms, and that some algorithms, like violence and hate, are self-limiting, whilst others, like peace and love, are unlimited A culture of acceptance is vital to the survival of this species. As I stood there, surrounded by my people, the weirdos, the freaks, dilapidated representatives of the Island of Misfit Toys, I got a sense that if humanity is to survive, this is the form capable of making it thought. The Pharisees will die eons before the creatures of the night. Propriety will perish before casual and unjudged human contact. Business will die and punk-rock will live. The last pope will die before the last drunken poet desperately pens his last lines. Well-formed societies will always give way to the free and organic mutation of culture. “The freak shall inherit the earth.”
Posted on: Fri, 22 Aug 2014 06:52:08 +0000
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