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my southern grandmother’s not-so-secret and not-really-gay activities

galesofnovember:

So, as many you may have figured out already,  many of extended family are members of an elite secret society, whose other members include such notables as George W. Bush, Tom Hardy, and Rober Downey Jr.   Like the Shriners and Waterbuffalo (I guess, I’ve never known any) they spend most of their free time at their secret society meetings.

My grandmother was (and is) a sweet, loving, but deeply socially conservative minister’s daughter from the south.  She’s gone to church every Sunday of her life, and always wearing a hat and gloves.  Which is probably why she sees the word “Stonewall” and think “Stonewall Jackson”, not the “The Stonewall Riots”.    And that is why she thought the “Stonewall Group”  listed in her special secret directory in the late 1980s was just for people who are, like, into being Southern or something.

It may have taken up months to figure out that this was not the case.  But by that time she was committed, and the first rule of Fight Club is that you can’t just stop showing up at Fight Club without everyone calling you  worried that you are guzzling vodka in the gutter.  

Which is how my grandmother ending up participating in a GLBT support group for almost 20 years.

(via desliz)

12:42 pm, BY librariansoul[45 notes]

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  7. cumaeansibyl said: But wait, how was she supporting the Stonewall Group? I didn’t know that you could send moneys to Fight Clubs that you’ve never visited — which I assume she hadn’t, because even she would’ve twigged, right?
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