Morning gorgeous x

How are you all today? Good, I hope? And staying safe in these difficult times of ours. Not just for my LGBT readers, but for all of you out there.

The world is a difficult place, and it can be very difficult to find your truth. Media frenzy on a number of subjects is creating panic on all sides, and the truth is being hidden in favour of rhetoric; pushing you to follow a particular narrative – It’s one side or the other, and there’s no in between. Black, or White, Left or Right, With or Without. Pick a side. You have to choose…

None of this is really necessary, however, but all of it is a product of change and uncertainty; it goes with the territory. “Follow Me, This is the Right Way!”, “Come Here, you cannot go wrong…”, “Why are you listening to them, it will only result in failure?” – When you boil it all down, these are the questions that are forced upon us all.

Most will find their answer quite quickly. They know what they want, or their indoctrination will not allow them to choose another path. For the majority, that is fine. The issue presented to them does not, yet, affect their daily lives; and so does not require much thought beyond an informal discussion over a warm drink. The right to choose is still firmly planted in their hands

But there are others. Those on the front line of the battles that the world is facing. For whom their very existence is at stake. Their daily lives are changed by the stroke of a pen, the closing of a door or a bullet from a gun. Their call to arms is now, and they must fight for their human rights or be erased from existence. The time for them is now, the bell is tolling.

I belong to one of those marginalised groups. More than one, as it happens. And my call to arms is already loud and clear in my ears. But I have not, yet, taken to the battleground. You do not hear me screaming the sirens of my brethren. My voice, is noticeably silent within the cacophony of those around me.

This is not because I don’t want to fight for my right to exist. Nor is it because I can’t fight. I can and I do. I also have one hell of a loud voice when my mouth is opened. I’m a fighter and a survivor. I know this BECAUSE I’m still alive. When the time comes for me to pick up my weapons and join the battle, I have the power to lead; not follow. And you’ll know I’m on the battlefield. You’ll see it from afar.

The reason for my silence? I don’t believe in everything my peers are fighting for. I don’t believe we can have everything they say they want. I believe that within every structured society there will always be gatekeepers and walled gardens. Because, I believe, there have to be protections for those within the gates of nirvana; as well as those on the outside. I believe that in a truly diverse society, there must always be a place for those to go, who want or need respite from the main hive – We’re human, not Star-Treks Borg. We all need a safe space to call our own, and where we can choose to invite those we trust. And there must always be rest from the wicked. Strength is not immutable and we all need space to recharge.

So, in all honesty, there’s a part of me that thinks they’ve gone too far; that they need to stop, rethink and regroup. Time is almost up and it’s nearly too late, the clock is ticking. We are a marginalised, polarising group of people set within a larger, marginalised group within society. And because of the polarisation that our group presents, we are an easy target for those looking to divide and conquer the larger group (LGBTQ+). The thought process is simple; target Trans people, divide the LGBT community, erase Trans people, systematically control and destroy the remaining groups. Targeted attacks never fail given the right tools… And there is one, key, simple, fact that makes it all possible; one which has been forgotten…

The best defence is an offence. And the political extremists are on the offensive. Both on the right AND the left.

Shall we refer to the famous text, “The Art of War”, written by Sun Tzu. The basic skill needed to win a war, is organisation. And when the balance of power is outside of your control, an organised attack is key to success. When you look at the political landscape that marginalised communities such as my own are living in, and apply the principles of Sun Tzu, you can clearly see where the lines are drawn and what ground has been gained and lost. You can also see how things need to change, in order to redress the balance. The war is not yet lost, but key stake holdings are crumbling.

In my view. And it is controversial, I freely admit. They didn’t appreciate the ground that was gained and enough time wasn’t given to cement that ground as each battle was won. They were always living on shaky ground, and you can’t fight a war when the ground underneath you is constantly moving.

We are not all equal. We are diverse. And to achieve diversity requires baselines. You can’t hold onto that diversity if you’re constantly trying to shift the baseline…

It’s time to rethink the battle we are facing and take a different perspective, in order to advance.

Much Love,

Vikki ❤️ x