51 years ago we had the Compton's Cafeteria riot in San Francisco, where a transgender woman wh became fed up and frustrated over constant harassment by authorities lobbed a coffee cup at a cop who was there arresting her again for the terrible crime of bein ger authentic self.
Yesterday I marched with 7,000 other transgender people and their allies in a huge protest of current policies that seek to criminalize us for being our authentic selves. This was no parade or celebration, but a real protest, with signs, chants, singing and walking in solidarity.
51 damn years, 51 YEARS of this, and nothing has changed. Oh, there are pockets of acceptance, but look at what is going on. More laws are being passed to restrict our lives. Government protections for our youth are being torn down. We're barely tolerated by the gay and lesbian communities, and the Human Rights Campaign routinely throws us under the bus if supporting trans issues becomes inconvenient.
This has me unhappy today.