I am ignorant and I am sorry (but that does not mean I am paralysed with guilt because what will you do with my self pitying tears when you have your own righteous fury and despair to contend with?) and I promise to change. I promise to listen and swallow my pride (and if I choke on it I will not demand you perform the Heimlich manoeuvre). I promise to be your friend and ally in whatever way I can, even if it brings me discomfort, because you cannot simply choose to avoid the pain when you’re tired and aching and want to sleep.
And if the day comes when I am no longer your friend, then I promise I will still be your ally. I will stand by your side hating your guts, until the day at which you achieve the same human rights as me. I might personally want you to get hit by a truck, but when I attend your funeral (to gatecrash, naturally), I want you remembered as a human being.
When we win this fight, (which I hope we do soon), we can carry on being enemies across the cosmos with no protests and petitions and joint missions to piss off the bigots to stand in our way. We can have an all out war.
But me and my nemesis have to be on a level playing field to start, you see.
So come on, you bastardly no-good piece of shit,
Where are we demonstrating tomorrow?
My words. x