Yeah, I stood with the god squad again this Pride. Pride is when I always feel most disconnected from the community, contributing only visibility and sometimes to other people's projects, like I do. I feel like I have no role. So like two years ago when I accidentally ended up next to the religious protesters to the Pride march and intimidated them, and the year after when I stood across from them cheering loudly, I looked them up again, with stokycub73
indulging me by standing with me. They were in a pen of metal gates, 20 feet away from the barricades on the street whether the Parade would march past. They weren't even close to it. And the space between them and the parade filled up with other queers fast.
There were fewer of them than ever, and they looked old. They had no shade, and it was sunny, if cool, day, leving them looking exposed, pathetic. They are dwindling.
I may have yelled some when their preaching got too pathetic, like when they yelled it wasn't easy for them to be there. Or raised my fist and declared "Satan!" every time they mentioned his name.
Seriously, I have never seen so much action. One dude had to be stopped by the police from taking the preacher's mic away. People starting choirs yelling Shame, Shame, Shame. The younger queer kids were not having it, engaging them in discussion one on one, and other people too, continually. During the parade they could barely preach as there were so many people engaging them, telling them they were wrong.
Meanwhile, the real controversy was whether anti-immigration anti-EU, likely racist, and certainly replete with homophobic statements party UKIP would march with their GLBT contingent. The Pride committee, citing safety issues in a damned-if-you-do damned-if-you don't decision, said no, they can not march as UKIP. This decision was of course greatly derided for its exclusionary stance, but oddly enough I could never find any of the POC GLBT platforms doing so--only white intellectuals. Well, "white"; when I challenged an opinion leader on Twitter on whether he knew what the POC minority platforms, the people actually affetced by UKIP, said, he immediately identified as being BAME, lord knows on what grounds. Still just a single guy, not a minority platform, though.
But they did march. They injected themselves in front of a minority POC group no less. Supposedly at the start they were disbanded by stewards, but guess what, we were at the near end of the March, Pall Mall before a stretch to Trafalgar, and that's where Derek snapped this:
With no steward stopping them. Except to make them pause for a crossing. At which point Derek, who is a far better activist than I, started loudly booing them, by himself. I joined in, catching the attention of one white male marcher who pointed at himself: booing me? Yes you. He comes over to talk to us, and then displays the most astonishing sense of privilege I have ever seen: he's a straight guy, he says, who doesn't believe in UKIP but marches with them because he believes they have the right to march.
Seriously, on GAY PRIDE I am being straightsplained by a breeder, in between making a point about what a benighted outsider he is on every front here, how GLBTs should act from their own parade. I kinda seriously just started yelling at him. Oh a steward did step in--to usher him forward with his contingent.
Other highlight for me was when Facebook marched past. I may have been a lone voice, but I did yell at them to
I yell better than I spell, btw. Most of the Facebookers looked staunchly away, one cheered me on, and one engaged me, who identified to me as trans. We had a dialog in which we understood both the damage of the policy and how little people inside Facebook can do, but I implored her that I stood behind her if she raised her voice, that every queer inside Facebook challenging the damaging effects of the current formulation and application of this policy was not alone.
The anti-Putin float was the best of the bunch, find a YouTube of them doing a choreography to Ra Ra Rasputin. Magic Mike XXL was kind of tragic in that they tried to rouse cheers, but,
And then finally, the float in my opinion most tweeted:
Nothing cheeky about it, btw.