Celebrate good times, c'mon

I had mixed reactions yesterday with the whole marriage ruling thing. I was really surprised how much it affected me emotionally. I was happy, but then I got myself way too worked up over the backlash from the haters. I am so sick and tired of the lies and hypocrisy of these people, and I am tired of being abused by them just for my capacity to love. The religious right needs to STFU because Jesus is all about love and said nothing against gays. Marriage defenders should STFU and take a history lesson about marriage. That's a history of "tradition" that is unconscionable to defend. Focus on the Family types should STFU as this protects and values families and children. Equality of citizens and freedom of religion are the founding principles of this country. All citizens should have the benefits and obligations of citizenship. Supporting marriage equality is an act of patriotism. It's just that simple.

So, that being said--

I sat at home in the heat for about an hour last night deciding what to do. By 7:45 I decided I needed to join the festivities in the Castro, and I am so glad I did. There were a couple of hundred people there when I arrived around 8:00. The sun was still shining and it was still hot. The police had barricaded the streets, and Energy 92.7 had set up a truck with speakers and Trevor Simpson was spinning and endless array of happy, celebratory, and lovingly-thematic music.

Many of us had roadies.

This early crowd though was at least half families-- lots of loving couples, lots of hand-holding, and lots of families with children. Sometimes it was enough to make me tear up.




Several people commented that they were impressed that they could throw together such a street party in only four hours. I was less impressed as we had heard for weeks that the ruling would most likely be in our favor, and the announcement was scheduled. Even so, it's not that hard to trow up two barricades and drive in a sound truck with a generator. But still, it was so very nice to have.

I arrived alone but quickly found many friends. I forgot it was a Thursday and ran into several Sundancers who asked (obviously) "You're not at Sundance tonight?" I realized I hadn't been since Ken died, and honestly a part of me was still worried about dealing with those who did not appreciate my blogging of the event. David O came over for Derby Day and said that he liked what I wrote, but also blanched a bit as I was clearly saying out loud what a lot of people were thinking but dis not want to admit or hear out loud. However, three people--three-- each came up to me in the crowd last night, unsolicited and independent of each other, and told me how much the loved what I wrote. I felt so much better about it and hope to get back out to Sundance this Sunday, as long as it is not God awful hot. But back to the marriage equality celebration-

Several hours later the music changed to typical house stuff which was considerably less fun than the lyrical and poppy party songs from earlier. The crowd had grown immensely. It was about the size of Pink Saturday. Huge throngs. So much fun.

And a bit messy.

I ended up making out with an ex I hadn't seen in four years. He just turned 30 this week. I don't know what to add to that.

I thought about taking my camera in case something was blog-worthy, but I didn't want to carry yet another thing. I did snap some pics with my phone (Motorola L7/SLVR). Not the best quality, but you get the idea. Those above are from early in the evening before the absolute masses/messes.


If you want more, go play around flickr. I am sure there are many sets.