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Pride, Dammit!
Jun. 30th, 2003 11:52 pmIt took us queers and gay marriage to break Toronto's SARS curse. Pride shook the core, baby! Maybe a million people. I think I've had enough of watching the stupid two hour parade for the rest of my life, but the street festival was brilliant. There was palpable joy in the air and a larger number of str8s watching and participating and realizing that the day was ours and they were welcome than I've ever seen.
I couldn't have predicted just what an important event marriage has been for so many gays and lesbians and what a radical act it could become in the right context. Anyway, the front of the parade had white limos and champagne and ads for gay marriage services and cynical ol' me just ate it up.
Awesome music, especially by Brother Love Canal and a lot of happpy (yes, with three p's!) people. The intermittent monsoon-like rains even added to the spirit, as people got soaked for 10 minutes and then dried off in the subsequent sun and dancing.
For the second time in 10 years, I wore my pink jacket and, for the second time in 10 years, Snake and I had a huge fight and walked away from each other. I had visions of ritualistically burning the jacket in the garden, but then we found each other, made up and broke the jacket's curse forever.
I couldn't have predicted just what an important event marriage has been for so many gays and lesbians and what a radical act it could become in the right context. Anyway, the front of the parade had white limos and champagne and ads for gay marriage services and cynical ol' me just ate it up.
Awesome music, especially by Brother Love Canal and a lot of happpy (yes, with three p's!) people. The intermittent monsoon-like rains even added to the spirit, as people got soaked for 10 minutes and then dried off in the subsequent sun and dancing.
For the second time in 10 years, I wore my pink jacket and, for the second time in 10 years, Snake and I had a huge fight and walked away from each other. I had visions of ritualistically burning the jacket in the garden, but then we found each other, made up and broke the jacket's curse forever.
