I wish I were a boy today. Even now in a Plague. A 21st Century Queer Sissy teen. As opposed to the mid-20th century Sissy I was. 'Had to hide everything in those days. It was no fun. Everyone around you was telling fags jokes, and saying how much they'd like to 'kill' some fags.

Swell fun being a Queer kid or Queer anything back then.

It's no blow-job in the park today either, but at least now you know you're not alone. Queer young boys, and teens today feel safe or free which is it. 

Neither maybe. 

Perhaps at long last they just don't give a fuck what anyone thinks. That's as close to freedom as ya can get around here.  Still it seems the more public the more dangerous. 

It's a trade off we didn't expect.

However now in numbers young Queers are looking the part,...in the open. Fuck anyone that don't like it. 

Anyway as I started to say if I was a Queer Sissy kid or teen today I think I'd dress up pretty grand. Like Quentin Crisp did nearly a century ago. He, and the other brave Fags of that time were the real Heroes of this whatever this is now,....a Revolution of a kind.

Saint Quentin Crisp above as a young Gay Blade about London in the 1930's. What a guy! Google him, and watch the damned movie if you can find it. "The Naked Civil Servant".

He wasn't perfect. He was no Angel, but so what. 
Ya get your Heroes where you can, and he was more than good enough!