One of the things I love about the city of Victoria, British Columbia is that you never need to be apologetic for who you are. Growing up in a conservative suburban factory town, I grew up thinking that if you are not of the white majority，then you are the other, a term which caries biases, connotations, and let’s face it, racial overtones. What’s more, there was very little in the way of other in my neighborhood or my schools. I really didn’t get much exposure to anything other than euro-centric hetero groups until I began working and living in downtown Toronto. Even then, I was still ignorant to a lot of things, and probably will always be someone ignorant simply because I grew up as the majority. As the adage goes, you can’t fully understand someone until you’ve walked a mile in their shoes.. or something like that. Having said that, it doesn’t mean that I cannot at least appreciate, be comfortable with, and value the diversity that I see before me. And while this will sound a bit cliché and gaudy, I hope that within my lifetime a discussion like this won’t need to ever take place because the human race will have finally realized that ethnicity and sexualty is not a form of judgement towards others.