Sappy Valentine's Day

As a pansexual kind of guy I've variously called myself gay, queer, a faggot, bisexual most everything but straight.

I can't see Feb. 14th as anything other than a time for the married straights to congratulate themselves on surviving another year in each other's company. Or for the hetero singles to score. Nothing wrong with either.

But to all the unattached folks, my fellow fags, pansexuals, bisexuals; to the transvestites and transsexuals, any permutation of the genderqueer allow me if you will to wish you whatever sex or romance you want in your lives without attending to the peculiarities of the capitalist calendar.

They need to sell chocolate and cards, to fill their restaurants. Some of us need civil protection, respect, freedom from mockery, injury the ability to bestow our property - some, any or all of those things depending on how you are living.

I'd as soon eat rat poison as wish someone a happy sappy valentine's day but I'd like to wish you what you and your love ones need.