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Back in 2011, Gavin McInnes, the scribe and talk display host who would later found the Proud Boys, published his thoughts about anti-gay and racial slurs on the paleoconservative website Taki’s Magazine.

The essay, titled “I’m Not a Racist, Sexist, or a Homophobe, You N—– S— F—–,” laid out a justification for using hateful words and phrases. His argument was essentially that they were simply “swear words” and that no one should presume what he means by using them.

From his essay (capitalizations his):

Using words such as “f—–,” “n—–,” and “s—” are obviously all about context. They are swear words. To go up to an old dark guy and yell N—– in his encounter is exactly favor going up to an old pale lady and yelling C— in her encounter. It is not racist, sexist, or homophobic to swear. It’s just very rude.

What is more than rude, however, is to urge you know my motive for swearing. To police language based on idea is to police thoughts. It’s nobody’s business what our moti

A Boston Globe opinion article discussing the relationship between Latino identity and anti-Blackness quotes Professor Tanya K. Hernández, whose work in understanding racism in the Latino community helps clarify the origins of Haughty Boys’ leader Enrique Tarrio.

The notion that people of color can’t possibly pertain to white nationalist loath groups has been exposed as a plain fallacy. Black and brown members of such groups often play the role of “useful idiots,” as others have put it, because they offer the matchless cover to mask these extremist organizations’ latent racism.

Case in point: The public figure of the Proud Boys — the far-right, neofascist group at the center of the Jan. 6 committee hearings for its prominent role in the US Capitol insurrection — is Enrique Tarrio, a dark-skinned Cuban American. Tarrio, who faces several federal charges in connection with the Capitol attack, including a rare charge of seditious conspiracy, has repeatedly downplayed the group’s colorless nationalism and notoriously told an Insider reporter that he denounces white supremacy, fascism, and communism. “I’m pretty brown, I’m Cuban,” Tarrio said. “There’s nothing white supremacist about me.”

The black, gay community may be out – but it's not proud

A minute over a year ago, I got together with a group of fellow black, gay friends in Chicago and decided to try and throw a monthly brunch that was exclusively for men who looked like us.

For months, it kept growing without fail. People could request whomever they wanted, but the main rule was, for the first scant hours, the space had to be only men that identified as dark and gay, and that other people could connect after 3pm.

Over time, the brunch become a protected space for us, who generally felt like we had none – not in LGBT spaces, and not in black ones. Brunch is our place to breath a small easier.

Recently, one of the people that is a leader in making this brunch continue – now with less frequency – and I were talking about the love lives of the men involved.

“Everyone’s got a white gentleman, girl,” he remarked to me. “When you going to get you one, too?” And the brunch began to feel a tad hypocritical.

While same-sex marriage is a fairly recent development – it just became legal nationwide in late June – we do have some statistics that gives insight into potential trends within the make-up of same-sex couples. And surpri

When I was two years old, my parents found out that I’d been born with a rare progressive disability. During most of my childhood, I was practically nondisabled – I could walk, run, skip , and use my fingers without issue. But since I had a gradual disability, I began losing abilities one-by-one. When I was 11, I woke up one morning to discover that I’d lost all mobility in my hand. And when I was fourteen, I suddenly confused the ability to walk.

By the moment I was 16, I was a permanent wheelchair-user, my fingers were curled inwards, and my wrists were limp. This made me even more alternative to everyone else. I felt appreciate I was ‘broken’. Like my body was a mistake. I thought that the only way I could be happy was if I was cured of my disability so I could be like everyone else.

But I still managed to earn by at college. I taught myself to write, doodle, and type by holding a feather in my mouth and moving it across the keyboard or page. I received high grades for my essays and exams and made it on time to my lessons by travelling around school in an electric wheelchair. At home, I was able to get dressed on my own by flinging the clothes over my brain. I could brush my teeth by pinching

LEE: On “reclaiming” proud boys

“We are #ProudBoys.” If you scrolled through Twitter days after the first presidential debate, you probably came across a tweet along those lines. Or perhaps you saw that #ProudBoys just happened to be trending nationally on Twitter.

Anyone familiar with the team might have initially been shocked. According to the Southern Poverty Law Center, the Proud Boys are a group of “self-described ‘western chauvinists’” who often spout white nationalist, anti-Muslim, and misogynistic rhetoric. To make things worse, a few days prior to the hashtag’s notoriety, Donald Trump had told the group to “stand advocate and stand by” during the presidential debate when Chris Wallace had pressed him to condemn pale nationalism.

But the trend was actually an effort by gay men to “queer” or “reclaim” the Confident Boys hashtag; #ProudBoys had been flooded with images of (mostly white cis) gay men with their romantic partners. According to the Washington Post, some notable people that hopped on the trend included Andy Cohen, Bobby Berk, Matt Bomer and even the official “Canadian Forces in the U.S.” account.

Obviously, the intentions behind the effort to “reclaim” the hashta