Flags come from heraldry, when families bore a coat of arms for self-protection, and were first used for military coordination on battlefields. They allow a clan of any sort a representation of their history and future … A cohesive group keeps a flag to demonstrate allegiance, show ownership of whatever the flag is planted into, allow others to easily identify them, and to communicate …
I’ve noticed in Tumblr and Twitter, lots of bloggers use the bi flag as their avatar. And where better to express a key facet of your identity than in your blog profile?
I believe that the bi flag is all of these things. A sign. A shield. A rule marker. A uniform. A story. A prayer. Pretty tall order for a simple piece of fabric. But maybe you want the flag to do the work of organizing, too. Nah, son, it’s not gonna do that for you …
So much of what bisexuals experience is about society’s inability or desperate refusal to see us for what we are. And here we have a flag nobody seems to be able to pick out of a line-up. Well, hell, I’d say that is one representative flag.
You know what I think? More than all of those duties I listed above that the bi flag fulfills, it’s a lesson. It teaches all of us to stop trying to make it into something more popular or more palatable or whatever makes you more comfortable. It isn’t what you thought it was, or think it should be. It doesn’t fit into a nice little box. If offers no reassuring boundaries for comparison. It’s not really clear what its message is for you. Sometimes it’s its own worst enemy.
Good. That space in the middle is where bisexuals live.
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