I realized sitting here in this ridiculous resort inside my ridiculous life of entitlement that I never responded to this comment of yours, Tim.

I love your writing, but I have crazy anxiety about how to connect with you and support what you are doing.

Cause I know that pisses you off.

You are living a war where the entire fucking world just wants to forget about you and your boys and everything they represent.

But then I think, “Fuck you. You can’t decide whether I respect what you are doing.”

But then I get all Canadian. I don’t want to create trouble and I just want to avoid confrontation at all costs.

But fuck staying silent. You are fighting a battle for kids that the world has told, shown and demonstrated it’s enmity for.

I can’t change being an entitled, gay, asshole American turned communist Canadian.

But I can take strength from someone like yourself trying to do the right thing for some seriously damaged kids, because it’s fucking impossible. And that’s the definition of heroic. Damn, I’m in for it now. I just called Tim heroic.

And I will also continue to admire you as an artist, even if you are standing in a pile of horse shit trying to hide your feelings from some of the most manipulative little buggers on the planet.

I really don’t want to hit the fucking publish button. But I’m gonna. :)