Saturday, the sun is shining, God is in his Heaven and all is good with the world., Oh and its Pride. Bizarrely this annual day is known as ‘Gay Pride’, ‘The Pride’, ‘Why Pride?’.
The last one it seems is a firm favourite amongst the least educated amongst the populous of the World. It’s kinda like ‘Gay Marriage’, can’t be just ‘Marriage’, so the powers that be compromise with ‘Equal Marriage’
It’s funny how the addition or subtraction of a single word can give value, strength and perhaps even validation, and the irony is it can also give hate, hurt and rejection.
Today I decided to attack the spare room that I haven’t set foot in for the past Year. I’d like to offer up a witty retort as to why I have shunned this room but truthfully the shameful truth is I open the door and toss anything I don’t really know what to do with in there, close the door and out of sight out of mind……… shameful but it was working for me.
I could have blew of the idea of attacking the jungle and drove to watch the parade while drinking the obligatory Starbucks beverage. Truth is I find it as pleasing to watch the parade as I do cringe worthy.
Does that make me a traitor?
Or just a bad Gay representative?
I love the carnival atmosphere, the whistles, the bright colours the flags and amazing flamboyant outfits and the creative signs. Everything from rollerskating, scantily clad ladies to 7ft tall literal dancing Queens. I see friends, we wave, hug and talk about how great the atmosphere is. So what’s the issue I here you query from the gallery?
In a word Protesters.
These groups of individual Church folks gather each year at a pre arranged prime spot that the Police make sure they can protect their freedom of speech and expression of opinion. I applaud their fervour and commitment, I absolutely agree they should have the choice to stay in their spot and express their opinions peacefully and for 99% of the time they do. So what’s the cringe worthy issue?
When the parade passes them they will strike up a rousing rendition of Amazing Grace or a louder rendition of Leviticus trying to use the word sodomy as many times as feasible. This, again they are entitled to do, while I might now agree with it they are indeed entitled to express their views
This is where I lose pride in the carnival, family atmosphere, because those in the parade as soon as they pass by the Religious folks turn into aggressive, Neanderthal fools who suddenly drop the ID into minus points and start screaming and shouting how they should go F*ck themselves, or how Jesus had 2 Dads, or asking if they would like to suck their various appendages? and it goes on and on and on. They are still holding their Rainbow tshirt glad little kids hands as they rant at these folk. Watching a little 3 year old dude flip the bird to these folks doesn’t please me or make me want to cheer, it saddens me to my core. This seemingly benign display of rebellion is simply a way to teach hate, to teach intolerance, to stain these innocent little people before they have a chance to develop their own beliefs, views or opinions. I can’t have pride in anything that saps anything positive from the one day we get to be safely hold hands with someone of the same sex that we love. The display of hate reduces a positive, uplifting message and representation of love as simply a human right to a display of debauchery, sexual perversion and child corruption. Everything we gain as a community for a positive display of love is ripped from us as the parade passes this one tiny gathering of protesters.
My spare room is now organised, it is void of anything I will not or have not used. I have two plastic storage boxes of hard drives and nondescript power cords to unravel and reunite with their designated appliance. The mass of multi terrabyte drives I admit I will spend hours pouring over the contents. I suspect it will have photos I have forgotten were taken and a copious amount of ‘interesting’ music. I know this was only a distraction, a way to offset my guilt for not supporting a Community that I am part of. Maybe we need a new name for our celebration of LGBTQIA and leave the Pride with the Lions.