You've heard about Stonewall—everyone has. It's become the sanitized, rainbow-washed origin story of the LGBTQ+ rights movement that gets trotted out every Pride month by corporations selling overpriced merchandise. But three years before Stonewall rocked New York City, a group of fierce-as-fuck transgender women and drag queens in San Francisco's gritty Tenderloin district had already thrown the first punch in the fight for queer liberation. The Compton's Cafeteria Riot of 1966 wasn't just a footnote in history—it was a goddamn declaration of war against police brutality and societal oppression that's been deliberately erased from our collective memory.
Let me tell you something straight up: these women weren't politely asking for their rights with carefully worded petitions. They were fighting for their very existence in a society that treated them like garbage. And when pushed to their absolute limit one hot August night, they didn't just push back—they burned the whole system down.…
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