People are people – everyone matters
Coming home in the Zagreb airport, I looked down at a child’s composition book where he had written in large awkward letters “people are people, everyone matters” – it struck me only insofar as I had just had a bit of an awakening just two nights hence when I had been reminded of the homophobia that exists in Croatia – I thought as I got on the plane that I have embraced my love of a woman as perfectly natural and have proceeded accordingly inside and outside my life with no hesitation – later on the plane, tired and uncomfortable, I put my head down on the folddown tray and thought how homophobia lives insidiously inside the homo too – I’ve known men and women who have known unequivocally that they are gay from the getgo, but who have been unwilling to be “out” – yes, you can say the environment is unfriendly and there are consequences to being yourself, but you can also ponder that the “homo who is phobic” is as strange a conundrum as the homophobe.