This year at Pridefest, there were few protesters to counterbalance. So those of us joining PFLAG (parents, family, friends of lesbian and gay and. . .) as a welcoming presence just got to welcome. The only literature being passed out vaguely condemned all flesh as filthy and did not single out any one group of sinners, so our trash bags remained empty. The three young black women waving signs of repentance had been told to leave their bullhorns at home and were subdued. So we gave and received hugs, congratulated couples on their marriages, tried not to look askance at some of the more outre costumes, and chatted with the Milwaukee cops, who laughed at the hug-transmitted glitter on their uniforms and said its about damn time, isnt it?
Posted on: Mon, 09 Jun 2014 12:50:19 +0000