Happy Birthday Mitzi!
Big Apple Beard
Fearsome started his day with a stop by “Vikings” for a quick photo shoot.
Fearsome celebrates 2,000 days of continuous sobriety on Ft. Lauderdale Beach.
Let’s all make Mother Earth proud and get out and March!
Fearsome is ready.
Or given the march…
Whatever Fearsome decides to wear doesn’t matter because Science is real. Even according to a certain book with parables from some 2000 years ago, humans are directed to be a Shepard, good Shepards, of the home given us. We must take care our blessings and not exploit those blessings. We all live here. We all must share. Let us be good stewards of the gifts we have received that we may share them with each other and most of all …those yet to come.
Stand up, speak out, do good and do right.
Wow! What a game. Back and forth scores, multiple home runs and even an opposing team (SF Giants) grand slam and our Beloved Padres eeked out a 7-6 win over San Fransisco’s Giants. It was a down to the wire fun to watch nail biter! In other words a well matched good game. Baseball, at its best!
After our return home we settle into bed to find out that Pentanonix just posted one fucking incredible remake of one of Rock Music’s best classics.
Wow, just wow! …oh yeah if you even slightly enjoyed Queen, this will be so worth your time.
All 4 days ….PLUS Preview night!
We are going to Comic Con 2017!
So now they wanna fuck with trans children?
As a society we are to force a child that is born into a body that doesn’t match the child’s gender, a child that already feels different, a child that is more often than not outcast from said child’s peers to have to fucking pee in the bathroom of the sex that doesn’t match the very person the child actually is?
A very dear friend, whom I simply adore, made Fearsome his very own Pussy Hat. It arrived yesterday and couldn’t have been more timely. Fearsome is protest ready.
As a child I used to pee before leaving home to go to school. I would not pee again until I got home after school. I often held it for more than 8 hours. I lived in fear of the bullying I received daily for being different. I was effeminate and perceived by the boys in my school as being weak. I was the safe one who they could pick on, taunt and beat up to prove their masculinity to one another. They didn’t fear the queer boy as being able to hurt them back. All this and my body matched my identity. I identified as male, albeit an effeminate one. I can’t imagine the torment of the body not matching my actual self and being subject to the cruelty of immature insecure school age peers.
It’s time to stand up for those who are being shut out. It’s time to stand up for children. It’s time to stand up for what is right. It’s time to stand up for ourselves. It’s time to stand up before it’s too late. We didn’t come this far to go backward.
Not any longer.
We came this far to love enough. We came this far to care enough.
As is yet another holiday tradition for this sentimental Beard, we send you greetings From Ocean Beach CA right here in San Diego.
May your Christmas Eve be joyous and peaceful!
Next flight… First Class into San Diego. Woo Hoo!