Nothing Odd

There is absolutely nothing odd about the man who, at 58, dyed his hair a bright green. And wears green readers to match. There is nothing odd about the man who has decided that he is non-binary and wears a shirt of their own design that says, Cis is Sus, as in cis-males are suspect. Add the labels white and straight and you have what is completely, disastrously wrong with America. With the world. They want no part of it. And if you can’t get on board with their

ideas, then GTFO. They’re ready for a fight. If you’re not the solution, you’re the problem. And there is nothing odd about cancelling you. There is nothing odd about the half-baked, ill-informed notions that they are pedaling. We live in a time where our digital connectedness gives us a platform to shout anything from the roof tops. There is nothing odd about them broadcasting, podcast-like from their bedroom. And making pronouncements on Tik Tok and Livit and IG and FB. There is nothing odd that they are, in truth, atoning for some grave sins twenty years ago. And it’s not odd that their heart is in the right place. And it’s not odd that their brother is also reaching out with words. To be understood.