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WTF is LGBT?

The other day, I received a curious email which included the cryptic acronym LGBT. At first, I thought it was a typo. However, considering the source of the email, I knew that there was a good chance that the sender was as anal-retentive about spelling as I am.

So, in an effort to find the most likely meaning, I asked a woman. When in doubt, never underestimate the intellectual prowess of women. Trust me guys, they’re scary smart. She looked at me and said, It means Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual and Transsexual. It’s a well-known acronym.


The other day, I received a curious email which included the cryptic acronym LGBT. At first, I thought it was a typo. However, considering the source of the email, I knew that there was a good chance that the sender was as anal-retentive about spelling as I am.

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So, in an effort to find the most likely meaning, I asked a woman. When in doubt, never underestimate the intellectual prowess of women. Trust me guys, they’re scary smart. She looked at me and said, It means Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual and Transsexual. It’s a well-known acronym.

Ouch! No, I didn’t know. However, to keep from looking like a total tool, I kept my mouth shut in the hope that she’d continue.

A lot of the people in the scene use code words when communicating with each other. One of the most common is that they’re friends of Dorothy.

Oh yeah, Dorothy. She’s that cute brunette with the red shoes wearing the blue dress. While we’ve never met, I can imagine it happening. She and I, two strangers in the night sitting in a bar drinking cups of loneliness. A chance glance and a soft smile begin the dance. We exchange friendly words to fill the empty spaces in our lives. As the bar closes, hope opens a door.

Life is short. Anyone who has been in a relationship will tell you the moments of bliss are rare, but the pain of loss lingers like the hint of perfume on a pillow case. You know it’s best to let go, but a part of you just can’t, not yet.

We’re all in this thing called life together. Why should we judge others in their quest for happiness? We should be hopeful that they might embrace that elusive joy so many others have failed to even touch.

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