Developer for 30+ years, father of four.

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Cake day: June 9th, 2023

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  • Pretty much all of them. I am a large white male, so I’m part of the privileged class, at least here in the US. Despite belonging to the LBTQIA+ designation, I don’t have to care about how people perceive me, as I’m just too big and white to care. And I’m well aware of that fact. I use that privilege in my own way to protest, denounce and work toward change the best way that I can. I wear skirts, don’t have to give a shit about my hair, and cannot truly empathize with anyone else, in regard to their troubles. I care. I will always do the best that I can to support people who aren’t born into looking like me. People who don’t know my history think I am full of shit or pretending, but that’s ok. They don’t have to know me. All you need to know is that I support you and people like you.












  • Both of my parents, as I grew up in the 80s, were not religious. I did go to Sunday school at the behest of my grandparents who were all quite religious, but I never believed in any of the beliefs they were peddling. I can completely understand the need to believe in something, as the alternative is existential dread. As I wind down my life, heading to a void, I don’t find that discomforting. I don’t find all of history before I was born discomforting, so why would I find all of history after I die discomforting?