Am I weird, strange, sexually deviant, or eccentric? My whole adult life I’ve been referred to as crazy. And worse. As Rick James sang in 1981, “I’m a super freak, a super freak. I’m super freaky” (was he ever). In actuality, Why is it that anything (or anyone) out of the ordinary is ostracised, marginalised, made to feel like a pariah? Thinking differently should be encouraged and affirmed but is often viewed as a red flag pigeonholing those that dare to dwell beyond societal norms as aberrant. Human comportments of all stripes should be celebrated, as long as you’re not responsible for someone ending up in scraps hidden under the floorboards.
When people or phenomena deviate from the norm...