I don’t know what it is about spring, but the jack asses are blooming at full speed. Running into people on Church Street and reading letters in recent magazines and newspapers, I can’t believe how many bitter and angry queens there are in Toronto. Everyone is entitled to an opinion, but when you go out of your way to bitch and moan over petty issues that’s where I become irritated. I try to be a positive person, but its hard when you get lost in all the negativity that surrounds us. Maybe its just an age thing, but do people really have THAT much time on their hands? My schedule is so hectic, I barely have time to stay in touch with family and friends let alone write a letter to publicly bash someone. Do we really need to diminish and tear fellow homos and their work to shreds? We should be encouraging one another to help blossom whether it is as writers, journalists, musicians, artists, or performers. The time spent bitching could be used for good. Stop the bitching! The amount of time you spend doing it could be used volunteering at Casey House, ACT Toronto, Pride, and various other gay establishments and organizations within our community. Give back to the community rather than put it down. If the village is dying, it is because we’re slowly killing it with words for daggers.

With love,
Heroine Marks
xoxo