I'm Proud Too
Coming into town this afternoon, I saw all the people lining up to watch the Manchester Pride parade. I wasn't in a confetti mood, so I smiled and hurried on to Waterstones, thinking of duellan who once taught me what the rainbow flag stands for and how much it means to her. In the end, of course, I got stuck. No buses, no through way anywhere. Plenty of people celebrating, plenty of people who had just happened to come by and got stuck, just like me.
Yes, I've heard loads about the joy of celebrating with like-minded people coming together from all over the country, not being a minority and an exception just for once, and I've been happy for the sake of my friends. Their day, not that terribly much of my business. But it is. Even a clogged-up road and no buses for an hour have a message for us.
Sometimes, they dress up like Dolly Parton and throw confetti. Mostly, they don't. Some probably don't like confetti at all. But no matter whether you're the one with the rainbow flag, the little girl who's just happy she gets to wear pink bunny ears, or the enraged (would-be) passer-by yelling at someone in your phone, there will be gay people in your life and your world. They belong there, so deal with it already.
Yes, I've heard loads about the joy of celebrating with like-minded people coming together from all over the country, not being a minority and an exception just for once, and I've been happy for the sake of my friends. Their day, not that terribly much of my business. But it is. Even a clogged-up road and no buses for an hour have a message for us.
Sometimes, they dress up like Dolly Parton and throw confetti. Mostly, they don't. Some probably don't like confetti at all. But no matter whether you're the one with the rainbow flag, the little girl who's just happy she gets to wear pink bunny ears, or the enraged (would-be) passer-by yelling at someone in your phone, there will be gay people in your life and your world. They belong there, so deal with it already.