A quest to make sense of it all. Or a sense to make a quest of it all.

Friday, June 24, 2011

Gay pride. Straight pride. We all look like idiots sometimes.

So if you're at all aware of what's going on in America this weekend, you've probably noticed that it's time for everyone's favorite polarizing parade, in which the queerasexuals band together and strut around in stillettos, leather, bright colors, and whatever silly gear they can find. For what purpose? Depends on who you ask. Answers range from "to remind straights that we have a voice" to "just to have fun!" to "so the damn gays can shove their beliefs down our throats". If you happen to reside in a small country-fried town, you'll hear a lot more of that last one. Being around the public about 15 hours a day, I overhear a lot of opinions. Sometimes I'm asked for mine, and depending on my geographic location at the time, I often stay politely neutral in order to avoid total ostracization (or in some cases, stoning). What I've been hearing a lot of the last couple days is along the lines of "How can gays expect to be respected and taken seriously if they insist on acting all flamboyant and freakish to shove it down our throats??". (I repeat that phrase there because it's such a favorite among straights and other people whose rights are already in place and whose way of life is in no way threatened by sharing titles and benefits with their fellow citizens.)

I'm not going to launch into a discussion of right/wrong here. I'm not going to expound upon the danger of allowing your government to legislate based on the preferred religious text of whatever group happens to be in the majority at the time. I'm not going to point out all the questionable ways people cherry-pick contradicting parts of said text to base their politics on. It's Friday, and I'm tired, and a blog post isn't going to change anyone's mind. I also have several conservative friends and family members who read what goes on here, and I don't want to make it sound like I think they're stupid for their beliefs; they're not, and I respect their right to those beliefs.

No. What I'm doing today is politely requesting the Pride parade bashers to please shush if all you're gonna do is hate on the fags because some of them choose to sashay around looking like idiots this weekend. This is a special event. It is no different from any special event where everybody involved is basically trying to out-dumbass the person next to them in the name of spectacle. Gays don't have the monopoly on silly public behavior.

Anyone who wants to bitch about it is encouraged to speak up and defend a certain beloved event wherein women show their tits to straight men in exchange for plastic jewelry.

In conclusion:

Just sayin'. Unless you can tell me which of these are Pride-related and which are Doo-Dah, St. Patrick's Day, and Mardis Gras, please just keep words like "sanctity" and "freaks" out of your arguments against Pride parades.*

*Haha! Tricked you. None of these pics are from Pride events. Agree to not refer to Pride weekends anymore when we're discussing grown-up politics? Sweet.


Anonymous said...

Tee hee hee! Awesome. Stellar argument. :)


Foz the Hook said...

New York New York. It's my kind of town and State.

DanW said...

I'm homo, and quite frankly I don't care for the Pride parades. It's one thing for straight people to look like idiots over St. Patrick weekend - they don't get categorized and stereotyped the same way as minorities do.
I on the other hand, constantly get compared with those... yes... those faggots who strut down the street dressed only in a thong and feather boa. I constantly have to object to people's prejudice and misconceptions because of these types of event.

And I do agree with the statement in the blog - how do the gay community expect to be taken seriously? Is Pride what they call fighting for equality and tolerance?

Well until changes happen, the "gay" community is not my community. I fight prejudice and misconceptions in my own way. I'm out to all my straight friends and family. They all respect me for being just a regular joe, and they treat me like one of the guys, not one of the girls. Although, I had to struggle with some of them to get them to shed their misconceptions - and for that I blame Pride among other movements.

It's we who are indistinguishable from the stereotypical crowd that do the real workload of changing people's minds. Not some hideous attention craving dragqueen strutting down the street.

I don't expect to get any sympathies here - so by all means let the "**snap** oh no he di'nt" bitch fest commence.