I heard you're gangster, I'm pretty gangster myself, yo!!!

So, post no. 2.

Still not sure why I’m doing this blog thing. The inspiration for this post comes from a conversation with a friend of mine on BBM today. It’s a funny-turned-serious post. So for those of you who think you’re going to be bored, please continue with Farmville, or that porn that you were watching. Please remember to forward any good porn to my personal email address.  The midget porn one of you sent me last time had a virus on that made everything on my pc really small.... (Drum roll aaannnnd *crash*)

The conversation went as follows:

Me: Dude, what IS South Star Saints anyway? (The tattoo she and several other lesbians recently had done)

Girl: LOL (cringe) it’s the name of our group thingy

Me: A group thingy? Like…. A gang?

Girl: Hahahaha not a gang, makes us sound dodge.

Me: Hahahaha ok. So, what does your group thingy do? And what happens when you’re 40 and no more part of the group? Do you guys have a theme song?

Girl: hahahaha it’s easy to cover up and we always have each others back and we always together

Me: What if you move to the North?

Girl: LOL (good god) it doesn’t matter I live in the North

Me: (already bored) That’s a total contradiction. Why did you get it on your calf?

Girl: Cause ima make it a full calf piece, that’s the beginning of it

Me:  Are you going to go in all different directions? Like, north south east west? You could be ‘North Side Stoppers’, or ‘West Winged Apotheosis’. Or ‘Elderly from the East’... See cuz by the time you get the east one, you could be old. If you do it now, you should do it on your thigh, so that by the time you’re 50 it’s on your calf. God forbid you move somewhere central. That would be a problem.

She then sent a reply that sparked the serious bit in our conversation.

Girl: LOL (FML) hahahahahahahahaha (cuz I’m THAT funny) Rissa you are not normal (Me – hahahahahahahahahaha LOL?) they just mean a lot to me cause they helped me out when I had no one else LOL (…) they even fucked up a transvestite who tried its luck with me and scared the shit out of me.

Me: My dude. People who beat up other people, are not your friends. They’re people who feel the need to beat up people who are different in order to feel better about their own shit. Transvestites are people, all you needed to do was say “Yo, please back off”. Transsexual or transgendered (not sure of the correct English term for this) people are like us dude, so discriminating against them while we hate homophobes is a complete contradiction. So don’t hate on homophobes when your friends go around beating up transsexuals.

She didn’t reply.

So…

I would normally be the one to say something. I am rather opinionated. I say something when I morally disagree.

This isn’t the first time I’ve had an experience with a gay person who has an issue with a transvestite. I find that discrimination between transvestites, gays, lesbians and I’ll even include hermaphrodites in this, is common.

I am appalled, and actually incredibly offended. We are the first to say ‘stop homophobia’, while we turn around and make jokes about people like Caster Semenya. If we as homosexuals want anything in our world to change, I think a big part of the change needs to take place within our own community. We don’t want hate but we ourselves, hate.
A friend’s status the other day - “I hate homophobes.” This attitude is only going to drive the nail deeper into the coffin, I rate.

Girl’s friends are probably going to come after me now. I could hit her with these words, but I doubt my words will be very effective while she’s hitting me with a brick.

Let’s hope I live long enough to post my 3^rd blog. Good things happen in 3’s, apparently.