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I got harassed by a lot of the girls, and just put up with it. I was pretty odd - small for my age, a punkish nerd, who was also openly bi. Things thrown, nasty remarks, nothing dangerous or worth fighting about. I'd usually respond with dead honesty. I finally figured out that it was because I didn't think I should hit girls ;-)
Woe befell a guy who decided to lash out at me. He'd gotten in trouble for doing something in class, and decided to say "Well what about the dyke eating the sandwich in the back of the room?"
As he walked away, I felt myself rise up out of my chair and punch him. I wanted to get him in the face but he'd already turned around, so instead I got him in the back, right where your spine goes from sticking out to sticking in below the shoulder blades. The kid fell over flat on his face - must've been a good spot. I told everyone in the room, who were all paying a great deal of attention, that I was tired of being called a dyke and tired of being picked on by these people. I turned to a girl who gave me crap every day and said "You're one of the worst, I take shit from you every day, and I'm tired of you too."
The teacher of this class, a coach who was a kind of short white guy married to a tall black woman who was also a teacher, handled the situation in a good way but a way that would never happen today. He told the guy he had it coming, and told the girl she'd better cut out whatever she was doing. All three of us went to talk to the principal, who was an older black man. Oddly enough I was the only one who didn't get in any kind of trouble.
I have a strong feeling that the critical authority in this story, the short white guy in the interracial marriage, the older black man with a master's degree, had all experienced bullying and much much worse due to their age, what year it was, and that we were in the South. (That's why I thought it was important to put that in there, otherwise I wouldn't care if they were plaid). That probably guided their decision toward a fairness that went past just the events of that one moment, but considered the past and also the future.
I don't think it was so much that these men were being fair to me, as it was being fair to everyone. People who drag other people from truck bumpers probably started out kicking dirt at the playground. People who shoot up the school, the office, or a random shopping mall probably started out as those on whom the dirt was kicked. I believe that stopping bullies, regardless of the pretext of their violence, will save lives. GBLT people visibly standing up for themselves and fighting back benefit not only GBLT people, but everyone.
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