@the people who are angry that Freddie Mercury dies at the end of Bohemian Rhapsody, good. you should be angry. this is your history. this is what people like us went through, not that long ago. use that anger to fight harder.
and don’t blame the people who made the movie, because this is the truth. he lived, and he was brilliant and good, and he died because the government was cruel and didn’t care about people like him. I’m sorry. you can’t change the past, and it would be disrespectful to the memory of him to try. yes, it’s fucked up.
don’t let it happen again.
This is what happens when gay history isn’t taught properly
“The improbable unfolding of recent events have led me to consider that no one thing is only one thing. How people endow what is familiar with new, ever-evolving meaning and by doing so, release us from the unexpected, the familiar, into something unforeseeable. It is in this unfamiliar realm, we find new possibilities. It is in the unknown we find hope. Here we stand in the Eiffel Tower, [which] for generations of Parisians, [has been] an aspiration for a better, brighter future. Similarly plural in meaning is a wedding. A wedding is a celebration which can also be understood as a union of two families, and in this case, this union takes on an even deeper significance. And for me, this wedding is proof that for all the differences between us, and all the forces that try to divide us, they will never exceed the power of love to unite us.”
