I’m a double Scorpio, Libra rising, and I’ve been getting shit for this all my life. I know all about the pain of prejudice because I’ve been dealing with the same crap ever since I began telling women what my sign is. Every astrology guide says the same thing. “Be wary of the Scorpion’s sting”…eat my ass. “The Scorpio man is not to be trifled with…seems to see the world only in black and white”…give me a break. I’ll go along with “his keen sense of intuition helps him unearth the plain truth of things, and he’s a master at asking questions that are both direct and penetrating” but being relentlessly pigeonholed is an awful, cold, stifling, suppressive thing. Franklin D. Roosevelt learned his humanity when he succumbed to polio. I learned mine when I started getting shit about my sign.