OR The Thing I’ve Always Written, But Never Written I have one hell of a backlog. Hopefully all of which will see the light of day eventually, but there’s always something missing, some stone left unturned that I feel I’m neglecting that keeps me from feeling it’s worthy of sharing so publicly. And as I comb through it all, read back both what’s been shared to the world thus far and what’s yet to be, there’s certainly a through line that seems to underscore every thought I have about the Leather world. The notion of “belonging.” I don’t know what it is, really, that’s causing me to view every aspect of our community and the complex relationships we all have within it through a… dare I say cynical lens. Because on its surface, such a view is unfounded, right? The notion of “Old Guard” thinking, this idea that there’s some unspoken trial that all who enter must undertake in order to have a seat at the table, a spot in our spaces, has been debunked time and time again. Acceptance and love...