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In case you didn't know, the police were a major reason for the start of Pride in the first place.

The person who instigated the Stonewall Riots and the gay liberation movement, Marsha P. Johnson, did so in direct reaction to the police performing a raid on the Stonewall bar in the West Village in New York City.

So people were understandably unnerved to see the police providing an escort to Nazis at a pride parade.


At Detroit's Motor City Pride Festival on Saturday, June 8, a faction of Neo-Nazi protestors showed up to give grief to those celebrating pride.

They were accompanied by a police escort.



The marchers held flags with swastikas emblazened on them and reportedly ripped up rainbow flags and yelled "white power" and "sieg heil."

And quite frankly, people haven't the stomach for it.








In a Pride month so far dominated by homophobic attacks in the UK, the growing threat to the LGBTQ+ community is very real.

So why were the police protecting those who wished to do the parade attendees harm?





The Nazis persecuted and killed gay people in the Holocaust.

The police marched with the Nazis at a pride parade.

Talk about sending the wrong message.





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Just because someone is popular doesn't mean they're nice or even sane.

We all learn that lesson the hard way. Everybody has their secrets, especially the people we think have it all.

School is a very emotional and frustrating time. And nobody truly knows how to properly deal.

The 'popular kids' are full of surprises.

So keep an eye on them.

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And all it takes is one grievance committed by another to make a person snap.

Someone going postal could be the result of a significant other's infidelity, appalling customer service, or individuals on either side of an argument over abiding by certain health protocols.

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I love to look at my bank account and watch the amount rise.

When it falls, I shudder.

So I will always look for a deal when shopping. Give me a clearance rack anytime.

But even in my delirium of thrift I can admit, that sometimes, there is an item or three where higher quality counts.

And higher quality often comes with a higher price tag.

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