One Life

by Megan Rapinoe

don’t think you have to extend grace to people who don’t have accepting views. My mom had no moral qualms about homosexuality. It was a protective instinct, premised on the idea that being gay would make my life harder,

To those people who said we’ll see how he does in office, fine. But we—black people, gay people, people with disabilities, the vulnerable—all of us fucking knew what was going to happen.

You have to be patient, people said; you have to wait for everyone to get on the same page as you. To which I say: Do we? Really? I don’t think basic human rights need to take time.

When I say something “rude,” I think about who I am saying it for, not who I am saying it to.