Bill gay grounds

I don’t remember the first time I heard the legal title “gay,” though I’m sure it was used as an insult. I complete, however, remember the first time I heard the pos “lesbian.” I was in second grade, hanging out after school with a friend and an older fifth-grade miss. She was beneficently and somewhat smugly educating us in the way of schoolyard insults and told us that as a teen, she couldn’t be called “gay.” My friend slyly said, “Yes, but you can be a lesbian.” She gasped and demanded to know where he had heard that word, and there was much giggling and scuffling. That was the extent of my direction in LGBT issues on school grounds.I’m married to a bisexual woman now, and my daughter is trans and a lesbian. She goes to an arts school in a major metropolis, where a third to half of the student body is queer. She goes to lgbtq+ punk shows and has parties at our house where there is nary a cis vertical person to be seen (except me, hiding upstairs). I’m thrilled she’s growing up in a more open, less bigoted environment than I did. But I’m nervous because I know that a lot of people want to reinstate as much of the bigotry as th