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Flaming creators: Emerging queer artists who rock our world
Flipping for Pride: Cheerleeding is so gay
Commitment slut: To bed or to wed? A bi girl explores her options
Rainbow retirement: LGBT seniors face the challenge of aging gracefully
Back to the future? Doing the queer time warp
“Out Ranks”: LGBT Historical Society explores queer life during wartime
Are you ready? Can you handle it? The cheers for the dancing Brazilian drag queens, the jeers from the God Hates Fags contingent, the tears welling up in your eyes when the PFLAG contingent marches by? Of course you are. It’s Pride time, and you really have no choice in the matter, do you? For one brief period of time, any objections anyone has about your fabulous queer life are swallowed by the all-engulfing throat of gay love. Gulp.
And what comes out the other end? Questions. What do you have in common with all these people — the leathermen, the trannies, the engaged, the homeless, the activists, the Wiccans, the dykes on bikes, the acrobatic Sunset Scavengers? What basic experience could you possibly share with (you know he wouldn’t miss it) Gavin Newsom?
The marvel of it all, for one. The world’s in a dark, dark place right now, and, as usual, it’s up to us — those hilarious, endlessly creative gays — to come to the rescue, to create a sequined supernova in the black hole of current events and show, yet again, that love unites the world and conquers all. Sigh. Well, if someone has to do it, it might as well be us — it sure as hell ain’t gonna be the politicians or the religious, right?
I’m telling you, we should unionize. Aside from all the overtime, the least the straights could do is give us dental.
Release the rainbow doves! (Marke B.)