

I always enjoy talking to the elder gays, even though sometimes the men will be kinda inappropriate.
My favourite was this one old guy who came up to me while I was on a smoke break at work and immediately asked me “you’re trans, aren’t you?”
When I apprehensively said yes, he revealed he had transitioned in the late '80s! We had a nice little chat while I finished my smoke, he was really sweet and super proud of how comfortable the new generation of queers was being themselves. I definitely went into the bathroom to have a little happy cry afterwards.
The Canadian flag is not a “bog standard three stripes” design. It even introduced a new vexillological term; the Canadian pale.
I don’t understand why you think the maple leaf, a symbol which has been associated with Canada ever since there was a “Canada” to speak of, is “cringe”.
The Canadian flag is a vexillological masterpiece and I will die on this hill. I wouldn’t bother dying for my country, but I would for its flag. It’s instantly recognizable, simple yet symbolic, and honestly such a massive glow-up from the previous Red Ensign flag.
You want to see a cringe flag? Look at this atrocity:
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