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With every intention

 I started this morning with the best of intentions, but as per usual, I fell down a scroll hole.

Interestingly enough, a rather “controversial” event is being held and this is what has captivated my attentions.  Now I understand, usually, why people have such issue with this display of extravagance but this is not the year to boycott the event.  And there is this part of me that wants to explain this to people who are shouting down about it, but also, is it even my place?  I have found myself in these situations a lot of late, seeing someone say or do something that is “damaging for their brand” and fighting the urge to point out how it could be deemed a bit tone deaf.  Each time, its not my place, it doesn’t even really affect me at all, but I have this gnawing urge to pull them aside and be like…really, in the current climate, do yah think this is a good thing?


I understand thats a part of my privilege, I probably should point these things out, but I also come from the place of learning myself and some lessons you really need to learn first hand.  It is never lost on me that these people usually have huge amounts of privilege too.  Some know and recognise it while others would be offended and remind you of all the causes they get behind in defence.  I wish I were more brave sometimes, use my cis-white-straight outer to sing about the colours inside me, but I feel it’s not my space because of my privilege.  Now I will stand up for anyone on the receiving end of hate and would like to think i am the sort of person that would physically intervene if a situation were to arise in my presence, but I wonder too…would I?  I don’t wear my gender identity or sexuality on my sleeve, I am always open about my ethnicity yet I cant speak my native language and don’t live in my own country, I don’t have an array of friends that represent my beliefs but I am not out there trying to collect them like tokens either.


I’m not sure where I wanted to go with this piece this morning but i knew i needed to get some of this stuff off my chest and where better but to my blog that I cant even feel confident enough to direct people to.  The best of intentions were there.

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