I'm so tired of dealing with the hatred of evil men at the happiness of others

Yesterday there was a lovely little pagan pride festival in my city filled with wonderful people, creations and intentions. Yet all of it was overcast by one bigot with a megaphone and an escort of armed swine shouting hatred and transphobia across the entire event.

I'm tired of vacuous rhetoric of bigots, I'm angry that the smug self satisfied little troglodyte was able to get under my skin, and I'm just sick of everything that bring me joy being under constant threat.

Sorry for the vent, have a blessed day.