Sometimes finding a balance between respecting and disrespecting my elders is tough. I know that struggle. I grew up in the south, and I was taught to show respect to my elders, regardless of how wrong they are. That’s a hard thing to do when you’re a fat, bisexual, purple-haired, socialist teenager who is totally down to date outside of their race. Both of my parents were very liberal and raised me to stand up for others and myself, yet I was expected to flip this switch at family events.