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[emchy]

woke up WAY TOO LATE to catch dykes on bikes.
maybe. must go make coffee. if i can get there by 10:30
10:30...clock is ticking but i LOVE that the whole damn thing makes me cry.

wearing my glasses people
the emotions and visibility really get me everytime.

i am such a cornball.
now where are the gay catholics,i need a hanky.

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[kristy-chan.livejournal.com]

One thing I wonder though is this:
Is queer visibility even a big deal in SF? I mean, it's the most queer-positive city in the whole U.S., so I wonder if marches/parades there even have regional opposition from SF's conservative minority?

[cindymonkey.livejournal.com]

even here-it still matters
sexy beast and i talked a lot about this, she grew up here. and still unless you are directly in a queer neighborhood, and though it's great to usually have some queers at your work and such, the WHOLE WORLD, the WHOLE CITY validating and being queer even just for a weekend, feels really powerful. makes me realize how invisible i often feel, even here.

it's not so much about fighting the opposition as claiming the assumed heteronormative space as homonormative or... homo not so normative ;P

[cindymonkey.livejournal.com]

for me too - it's also about claiming space that queers in other places can't. or risk violence for doing so. (though we do still have gaybashing in sf, sadly opened the national queer arts fest with a gay bashing this year)

anyway i think that's why it makes me cry so much.

[postmaudlin.livejournal.com]

i remember my first pride, right after i moved here and -- specifically -- my first dyke march. i can't tell you how powerful it was to see all the queers and think, i'm not alone. i can find a life like this. i'm not doomed.

i think it's as much for the baby queers as for the rest of the world. like, look, it's possible.

and it's good.