"To slay the dragon, you must lift the sword." - something I said to my people at my internship.
Tonight, I might have been the only trans girl in the room, but I was not the only queer person to get up there and share their experiences. And yes, some of the rhetoric was mean and nasty. More "bathroom rapist" talk, more talks about how being trans is not an "objective reality," and truth is, it was hard not to take some of that personally.
"I've run 15 marathons. After I started taking estrogen, I got slower. It did not put me on par with Shalane Flanagan or Kara Goucher."
"My Bible says "love your neighbor as yourself." Does that include your LGBT neighbor? Can your LGBT neighbor work in the city of Holland without fear of being fired for who they are?"
"I'm an intern at Every Woman's Place in Muskegon, which is a DV/SA shelter and I'm a behavior technician who works with autistic kids."
"I've been in a Target bathroom. The only time I've even looked up in the bathroom is to see if the sink was empty. Otherwise, I go in, I close the door, I pee, I wash my hands, and I get out.
To close though, and I knew I had to get this in: "I'm beautiful in my way, cause God makes no mistakes, I'm on the right track baby, I was born this way!"
There was some debate about removing "sexual orientation, gender identity, and expression" from the NDO, but the motion failed 4-5. As for the actual ordinance, passed 8-1. I started to cry happy tears, As I left, people were breaking social distance protocol to hug me, pat me on the back, and give me all sorts of affirming touches.
And at that moment, when the vote went in favor of the ordinance 8-1, I looked at all the arrows the opposition tried to run at my community. They were on the floor. In the ceiling. Once I realized these people were just trying anything, that they have "Facebook Courage," the arrows didn't stick.