“I grew up in D.C….and I worked at this theater, and my manager was gay. He used to make me stand out by the ticket booth and any time someone who looked like Yul Brenner walked by I was supposed to bang on the glass. And he would come look. If the guy was hot, he’d make a face. If the guy was ugly, though, he’s say ‘Henrietta! What were you thinking?’ Then one day he got fired and I didn’t understand why. My friends were like, ‘Because he’s gay, Henry.’ And I was like ‘Yeah, and…?’ I just didn’t get it. And I got so angry then, and I felt the injustice, it’s the same injustice that I’m feeling today.” — Henry Rollins