...diversion of real problems by having parades, festivals, throwing Chritians to the lions, etc. A tactic Comrade Miller has been successfully using for the last 7-8 years.
Jonathan Kay: At Gay Pride, Zionists and anti-Zionists fight to a draw
July 5, 2010 – 12:38 pm
Toronto’s gay pride parade never fails to entertain. My favorite part, though, is the two hours or so before the parade starts — when the participants are strolling about in the staging area, assembling into their various groups. By showing up early, you can meet the one-off oddballs who seem to defy categorization.
My favorites this year were a Borat look-alike wearing (apparently, without irony) a tight green unitard, an older man dressed up as a flower (“He’s a pansy,” explained one of my colleagues matter-of-factly, as if this were some sort of official gay sub-genre (is it?)), an impossibly epicene man in a superhero costume who described himself as “SuperGay” (see photo, above), a tall transsexual who had done himself up as a 50s-era air hostess with the most extraordinary Mad Men-worthy attention to detail (see photo, below), and some fully naked middle aged men representing a group with the flagrantly redundant name “Totally Naked Toronto Men Enjoying Nudity.”
I also enjoyed the small but feisty contingent of self-proclaimed asexuals, one of whom had the parade’s best placard: “It’s not that you’re not sexy. I just don’t care.”
Anyone expecting some sort of massive gay protest against the police, stemming from last month’s G20 fracas, would have been disappointed. The officers on duty were all smiles. And there was a line-up of parade-goers getting their pictures taken with them. Some of these folks leapt into the officers’ arms, cabaret-style — without any fear of brutality. The only scintilla of anti-cop militancy came in the form of a small group bearing “F*ck the police” signs and — more memorably — a group member wearing a police outfit, gimped out on all fours. The activist holding the gimp-cop’s leash was herself wearing a Balaklava (see photo, below).
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My favorites this year were a Borat look-alike wearing (apparently, without irony) a tight green unitard, an older man dressed up as a flower (“He’s a pansy,” explained one of my colleagues matter-of-factly, as if this were some sort of official gay sub-genre (is it?)), an impossibly epicene man in a superhero costume who described himself as “SuperGay” (see photo, above), a tall transsexual who had done himself up as a 50s-era air hostess with the most extraordinary Mad Men-worthy attention to detail (see photo, below), and some fully naked middle aged men representing a group with the flagrantly redundant name “Totally Naked Toronto Men Enjoying Nudity.”
I also enjoyed the small but feisty contingent of self-proclaimed asexuals, one of whom had the parade’s best placard: “It’s not that you’re not sexy. I just don’t care.”
Anyone expecting some sort of massive gay protest against the police, stemming from last month’s G20 fracas, would have been disappointed. The officers on duty were all smiles. And there was a line-up of parade-goers getting their pictures taken with them. Some of these folks leapt into the officers’ arms, cabaret-style — without any fear of brutality. The only scintilla of anti-cop militancy came in the form of a small group bearing “F*ck the police” signs and — more memorably — a group member wearing a police outfit, gimped out on all fours. The activist holding the gimp-cop’s leash was herself wearing a Balaklava (see photo, below).
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