Whose Pride?

Pride is mercifully over! I know I’m not the only one who feels this way. Pride month is like Gay Christmas. So many events all packed into a few short weeks, all culminating in a loud and gloriously tacky parade for most folks. It’s exhausting being so proud.

This year I was going to skip the parade to attend a belly dance festival out in the suburbs. The consensus amongst my queer circle is that the Pride parade is an overly commercialized party that gives people an excuse for public intoxication, not to mention the insane crowds full of frat boys and Glee fans. They’re over it. I fully agree on all counts, but there was still a part of me this year that wanted to be a part of the celebration.

Unlike most of the queers I know here, I was not born and raised in an urban environment. I’ve only been living in a big city for just under 4 years. As a small-town Appalachian girl, the novelty of Pride hadn’t quite worn off yet. See, where I’m from, there is no Pride*. And if there were, very few politicians and local businesses would be brave enough to participate. I do hate the gross pandering that occurs with Pride but I also can’t help but still be amazed that businesses, corporations even, recognize the gay dollar. And it still moves me to see the massive numbers of queers take to the streets each year. (So massive, in fact, that things got way out of hand this year, after getting off to a very rocky start.)

So I changed my mind, with a caveat. I decided to go to the Pride parade but this year I didn’t just watch, I marched. (Er, rode, rather.) Join the Impact Chicago had planned a Take Back Pride activist contingent and that’s where I aligned myself. As important as Pride is, it’s more important that people understand where it comes from. With my partner, I rode in my friend’s pedicab carrying a sign that read “Remember Stonewall.” I was humbled to hear some elders in our community yell “I do remember!” A sign can’t teach a history lesson but it was important for me to stand with fellow activists, especially at a time when I’m trying to find my voice and a place for myself within Chicago’s queer activist community, to remind onlookers why there is a parade in the first place. Sadly, our activist contingent was followed by an L.A. Tan float. Because the gays love tanning? Not exactly something to take pride in.

Wading through the crowd trying to get home and hearing stories from friends of just how bad things got this year (drunken fights, property damage, non-consensual groping, straight dudes hitting on ladies) finally tipped the scales for me, though. Note that earlier I said that the novelty of Pride hadn’t worn off yet. Past tense. It’s done gone now, y’all. I’m angry and sad about what Pride has become. It’s part of the machine now and has evolved to something unrecognizable from its humble beginnings as the Christopher Street Liberation Day march.

There is hope, though. I’m inspired by the fantastic work done by NYC’s Quorum. Rather than just boycotting the parade, they engaged community members and raised awareness about the corporate presence at Pride. There are people out there who remember what Pride is about. We just need to shout louder than the vodka companies and tanning salons.

*I am beyond thrilled to edit this post to add that there is now a Pride celebration in WV, thanks to Rainbow Pride of West Virginia, Inc.!

2 responses to “Whose Pride?

  1. While it may seem small by comparison, (for the past few years at least) West Virginia has hosted a Pride celebration in June. For those few short days, we are mighty and we are proud. Like other small towns, we have a long way to go; but, make no mistake, those of us who live here (by choice or by circumstance) are working to make sure that every day is full of pride. Best of luck to you! You’ve got a great voice and I’m happy you’re choosing to use it. Fairness WV (http://www.fairnesswv.org) is also making great strides.

    • You have no idea how happy this makes me. Thank you from the bottom of my West Virginia heart! I am so glad to see things changing in my home state! Thank you for the work you’re doing.

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