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On LGBT, hate and Eurovision

So last night was Eurovision. The only reason I know that is because my facebook news feed EXPLODED with posts about Conchita Wurst. They ranged anywhere from hate to love and adoration and expressed views on both her appearance, the reason why she won and not that many on the song itself.
My news feed exploded with posts about her some months ago when she was announced as the official representative for Austria. Back then people hated on her and said she doesn’t deserve to be at Eurovision (rough quote).

All this really bothers me for a number of reasons.

1) The easiest thing ANYONE can do is to hate on someone who has achieved something in life. And then love them when they win and with that win do something for you, directly or indirectly. I don’t understand why is it so hard to support someone ALL THE WAY TO SUCCESS and not just at the top. The ROAD is the hardest, celebrating the win is the easiest.

2) I’m TIRED of people being intolerant towards others. What the fuck is your issue with drag queens, gays and transsexuals?! If they aren’t an immediate threat to you, you have no issue. Yes, they are different, yes, they do parades and protest for their rights, but unless a gay guy or a lesbian is grinding up on you when you made it clear you’re not interested, you have no issue and no right to limit their happiness.

3) Thinking that Conchita’s beard is a publicity stunt is probably the most ridiculous thing I’ve read thus far. Especially because it comes from people who had no idea who she was before last night.
Not knowing who she is is fine, but before you say something do some research. She has been around for some years now and I HIGHLY doubt she has been keeping this image all those years just so she can enter the contest at a time when LGBT rights are a worldwide issue and promote tolerance.

4) Just because you don’t like pop because it’s a stereotype of your sub-culture, doesn’t mean you automatically have to hate on anything classified as pop. The song is actually good both lyrics-wise and music-wise, it has a nice message and the performance at the finale was absolutely beautiful. There was no over-the-top in-your-face gay rainbows and stuff, it was actually really simple. I can bet you that if Adele was to perform this song the exact same way there would’ve been no issue. But just because it’s pop and sang by a drag queen, it’s the worst song ever. Yeah, awesome…

This absolutely 100% straight woman is not okay with LGBT people being bullied, no matter the form.
Yes, I have LGBT friends.
Yes, I have been hit on by lesbians multiple times.
I still have no issues with them because seeing someone happy, makes me a little happier.
So all that said, I’m officially announcing that the next time someone is hating on LGBT without reason, just for the sake of it, I will pretend like we were never friends, no matter how close we were.

Conchita, honey, even though we don’t know each other in person, I congratulate you on achieving all this at this age. I’m proud of you and I’m glad that we thread the same ground. Head high and alles ist Wurst!

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