The answer to some of your unkowns may help with my question. I live in Denver CO. I could never dream of passing no matter how hard I may try I am tall and have a very masculine body. I suppose the attitude behind my question is less about acceptance and more about tolerance. Why do we feel the need to be accetped? Why do we really care what those that don't accept us think? I would think there is a large difference between tolerance and abuse I mean to me tolerance is as good as acceptance to me. I just want to go out and not worry what people think however we all seem to bother ouselves about other people's comfort. I doubt Rosa Parks was thinking about the comfort of the others on that bus when she sat where she wanted. Strawman or not this feels like a reasonable comparison.





