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After a long time working on my german homework (which isn't even close to finished) and church, then work, I headed out to Bear's show. I didn't realize how ill and tired and just plain tired of everything I was until I got there. Bear (who had responded to my earlier "I can't come I'm so so so sorry" with "sure. I'll save you a seat") smiled, said "see?" and gave me a huge hug. When Bear's HoneyLove saw how I looked, and heard about the email, she gave him such a look that I felt totally validated. Bear told me where to sit -- a sure sign that I was being used as a prop. He promised he wouldn't make me cry. He lied. Through his teeth. Two of the most touuching speeches in the whole play, right to me. I was sitting alone in a crowd of the Northampton genderqueer population, people I didn't want to see scattered throughout the audience, and yet I felt certain that I wasn't alone. Bear has the unique ability to single everyone out in the infinitely large crowd of people who adore Bear, and make that person feel like the most special and cared for person in the world. It's a powerful weapon, but fortunatly Bear usually uses it for good and not evil.

You can quote me on that.