Living in a world that fears people like me

Randy BoydI use to live under the false assumption that the Americans of my generation were open to falling in love with someone like me.

Which me? Let’s put it this way: when’s the last time you heard anyone say, “I just need to find the right black gay guy with AIDS to settle down with?”

No longer do I live under that false assumption, and neither does my former therapist, at least not since he received an Update from the Unlovable Nigger Faggot.