Big Closet is a silly place.

At times it seems to lack common sense.

In a world where its users are under harsh political attack Big Closet steadfastly refuses to engage. The logic behind that decision is anything but foolish.

Yet this is a silly place. Defying all economic logic – Big Closet continues to try to exist on donations, knowing full well that a large share of its users are indigent. Big Closet knows that BECAUSE a large share of its users are indigent it MUST exist on donations because a fee-based site would not be able to serve them.

Big Closet focuses on its primary directive to be a friendly place to read, write, and discuss Transgender Fiction. Anything that gets in the way of that goal is quickly dispersed. At times the decisions made to stick to that prime directive seem silly. Yet Big Closet realizes the most salient word in its prime directive is “friendly.”

Many of the users of Big Closet have suffered severe trauma in their lives due to their trans lifestyle. Others have been mildly impacted. For some – years and years of abuse have left them bitter and defensive. They will lash out at anyone who is opposed to, or even indifferent about, their trans beliefs.

When people lash out at you, the silliness of this place will cause you to question if coming here is worth it. Lots of people have decided it is not. Some come back. Many do not.

For over a fourth of my 71 years, I’ve checked in at least once a day. And – I’ve asked myself on more than one occasion why in hell I put up with such silliness? Yesterday was one of those days. I made the remark yesterday that at 71, that I’m too old to be in junior high.

After my anger died down, about six hours after the incident occurred, I remembered why I love Big Closet.

Because it’s silly. Because it has a mission that matters to a very few. And, because to those few, its existence is foolishly important.

In order to accomplish its primary goal, Big Closet provides a nurturing place for people who need it. Sometimes – things get extremely grey. Sometimes people pretend to be something they are not. Sometimes people hurt other people and think that’s just the way things are and that people should forget and forgive. That’s damned silly. When I see something that looks like a repeat offense in the making, I’m not about to turn the other cheek.

Yesterday, people readily condemned me as insensitive. Hmmmmm. Outspoken, yes. Silly, yes. Disgusting, NEVER! Insensitive – only the ignorant would think that.

Jill