So last night, after much hemming and hawing, I put on an outfit, and left my apartment with a friend. Out in public. Oh god. The wine in my system seemed to calm my nerves, and the fact that there was a friendly face with me helped too. My expectations were mostly to be, you know, beaten with sticks, set-upon by a bloodthirsty pack of homophobes, each kitted out with a gut-spilling spear, a sign saying “KILL ALL TRANNYS” (because clearly, they wouldn’t be able to spell ‘Trannies’) and a loudspeaker to announce to anyone outside the nearby vicinity that, […]