Quietly proud


Some years, I just don’t really put a lot of energy into gay pride. I am of course aware of it all around me, but the previous brouhaha seems missing somehow. It is not that I am any less passionate about my equal rights and fighting for them. It is just that after 20 or so years of being out and experiencing numerous pride parades, celebrations, dance parties, and events over the years it falls a little flat. Still, I went to a sweet pre-pride cocktail party last night and met some nice people, some of whom invited me to a large brunch with a bunch of strangers, so I will probably attend that today. I love the opportunity for random encounters with new people. I guess depending on the number of brunch cocktails, we will see about approaching the throngs of the proud…