Today is Gay Pride Day 2013, in many cities around the country. These are celebrations to honor memory of the 1969 Stonewall Riot in NYC, the beginning of the gay rights movement. My boyfriend and I live on an island west of St. Petersburg, FL, where the second largest gay pride event in the southeastern United States is held annually. My boyfriend and I attended this morning, and thus I did not post here until this afternoon. Now we’re home, feeling full of pride, especially in light of the Supreme Court’s ruling striking down the federal DOMA law.
I don’t understand why so many gay and lesbian folks feel the need to appear at these events looking like something from a freak show. It’s your time to put your best foot forward. The rest of the world sees us relaxed and being ourselves. I really don’t want to see your bare ass on the street. If you’re one hundred pounds overweight, keep your shirt on. You don’t need to wear a t-shirt with profanities written on the chest for children at the parade to see. Wearing nothing but bikini briefs and boots is not sexy; it looks stupid. And don’t get me started on tossing cigarette butts onto the street.
I saw so many people today who were already high and making asses out of themselves by eleven AM. Their behavior made me think of something Dean Wormer said in the film, Animal House: “Fat, drunk, and stupid is no way to go through life.”
Look, I like to have as much fun as the next guy. Sometimes I drink more than I should, and maybe I’ll get a little sloppy at parties. I’m not perfect. But Gay Pride’s about taking pride in who we are. It’s not about offending people with rude behavior and sleazy costumes; save that crap for the back room at your favorite gay bar. No one there will care much.
Okay, rant over. Happy Gay Pride Day 2013, everyone, wherever you might be.