As our conversation touched on many themes related to LGBTQ+ rights, I couldn’t help but feel as if we as a society are a contradiction. We are quick to profess our belief in individual freedoms and civil liberties, yet we deny others those same inalienable rights because we do not like who or what we think they are.
I don’t share this with many people, but I’ve recently become comfortable with talking about it, hoping telling my story will help someone else.
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The French soccer team represents something beautiful to me: it’s a team full of diverse immigrant stories that show the world, politicians, and even the French citizens themselves, the wonderful and often understated contributions of the immigrants we often vilify and scapegoat.