Iran’s Secret Gay World
Sometimes I wonder how extremely lucky I am that I live in a place where I’m totally free to be myself (ok fine, I know I want to wear an Oscar de la Renta shift dress when I walk down the street but I don’t think my mother would approve) with no fear of being persecuted for wearing last season’s lip gloss. The Philippines has got a long way to go when it comes to gay rights but trust me, I think the gays here have it good… wayy too good compared to, say, bumfuck America where 13 year old kids have riffles and go on a shooting spree or worse, Iran, where queers are kidnapped, raped, tortured and
sometimes, executed. Can you imagine me pulling all that attention-whoring tranny ass gay shit I pull day in/day out for website hits over the years in Iran? I’d literally get stoned to death! Ok, erase that. I’d get raped shitless because I’m fucking pretty. And then I’ll get stoned to death. It’s sickening, I know.
Click click click for the rest of the documentary and MY motivational poster that y’all should print and pass around. My favourite quote? "My father tells me to sit in my room until the end of my life and bear my problem. They tell me to cure myself and I keep telling them it is not in my hands." Ouch! I almost cried towards the end of the video like I do after watching Galliano’s cho cho san couture show for Dior!!!
Well, what do *YOU* think? Here’s something for you to think about.
I love you all!