‘How DARE You Do Something I Dislike Without My Permission!’
Why I do not feel sorry for Pride Month complainers.
Guess what? It is officially June. You know what that means: it’s Pride Month. It’s time for the people who make disliking LGBTQ people their entire personality to come out of the woodwork. Like spoiled children who believe their sibling got the bigger half of the cookie, they make asses of themselves throughout the month by whining about it.
Sometimes, I’m amused by it. Like when people flip out any time they see a color spectrum, assuming it must be The Gay Agenda (TM).
As if rainbows haven’t been a fairly common image used in multiple contexts for decades. I’m from Ohio, a state known for its many amusement parks. I’m old enough to remember when Kings Island in Cincinnati was still called “Paramount’s Kings Island,” as it used to be owned by Paramount until Cedar Fair bought them out in 2006. Back when I was a kid, there was an area known as Hanna-Barbera Land, which had various kiddie attractions using characters and themes from classic Hanna-Barbera animations such as the Flintstones and Scooby-Doo.
I vividly remember the entrance to that section was an archway made up of a giant frickin’ rainbow.
