EternalFallacy

I wish being a lesbian were like being left-handed. Whenever someone notices you writing a cheque or doodling or opening a door And they exclaim: "You're left-handed?" I wish it were as simple as that. When it's funny and I laugh, panicking. Such stuff punchlines are made on, that such a casual, integral, part of myself has the spotlight shone on it, And revealed (they think) their own ignorance, (How wonderful it is to enlighten someone by being.) And yet I never hear the questions that logically spring to mind: "Won't you have trouble with the gearshift on a car?" "How do you use scissors?" "Can you even write wi