I remember watching a TV show once, a gay interview. He said something that impressed me: it is really painful for us to force us to change our sexual orientation and become so-called normal people. Imagine what it would be like for you heterosexuals to go out with gays and get married?
When I heard this, I was really shocked. Because I have never thought about it from this angle before.
One of the partners testified that he sympathized with the female employee and had not contracted the disease through no fault of his own. The implication is that Andy deserves it, he deserves it. Because he was wrong.
What's wrong? Many outspoken people just happen to be born heterosexual. What if not? These are simply not things that you can control.
When it comes to AIDS, it would be a lie to say that there is no fear. Even if I know common sense clearly, I know that ordinary interaction is not contagious. However, there is always fear in my heart. But I figured that even if I washed my hands a dozen times when I got home, re-sanitized them inside and out, etc., I wouldn't show obvious hostility and alienation in front of them.
As for us, we should be considerate of their hardships as patients. As their patients, they should also understand the fears of ordinary people. But on balance, shouldn't those of us on the move make a little concession? In front of life, everything is insignificant.
Some time ago, a video circulated on everyone's Internet. A small town in the United States conducted a survey. Pretending to be a gay couple taking their children to dinner, the waiter refused to serve them and made harsh words to see if any other guests would speak for them.
The deepest impression was one of the men who looked very "ruffian-like". Not only did he speak out against the waiter, but he also wrote a note to the couple. To the effect, I am too small to do anything to help you. But I just want to tell you, I love you, please live happily.
The actors were crying because they were gay in reality. I also cried, but I just felt that everyone is human, so why treat others so harshly.
Whenever I see MiG with some despair in his eyes, I always think of Mr. Tang, who was sobbing at Leslie Cheung's funeral.
Remember that photo. Leslie Cheung found that there were paparazzi candid photos, so he took Mr. Tang's hand generously.
"I'm not ashamed of love." They love frankly.
Andy who shouted with that opera said, I am life. I am love.
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