DC Blogs: Pride and other notes

Happy Pride? More Than My Luggage This weekend was Capital Pride, its 30th anniversary. Some reflections on its meaning.

… in Washington, DC, does Pride even really matter? There’s a lot of gay people here, and we function pretty darn well in society. Is there really so much of a need for us to reaffirm our existence in a city that doesn’t seem all that terribly hostile to us?

Also, read the comments to this post. From one writer:

I think Pride festivals have an even greater relevance today, even here in DC. The right is taking increasingly bold steps, cloaked in religious rhetoric, to eliminate gay folk from participating in the public agenda, trotting out such old chestnuts as the “special rights” arguments.

And: Pride weekend, by all about trey. Diary writes: PRIDE is 30, just like me
Parade photos on the Tiffiny Blog Putting the “Miss” in Miscreant Manda-Land Former DC resident has an experience in NYC that prompts her to recall some of the people she saw on the streets in DC. Such as:

Walk from Washington Circle to Georgetown on M Street, and you would invariably run into Mr. Show Me the Money Man. He had a large cardboard arrow lit with X-mas lights that he would violently, aerobically point toward the empty bucket in his other hand, yelling, “Show me tha MONEY!” God forbid you were out on a date.

Madame Defarge Errant Apostrophes A report from a meeting of the DC Stitch and Bitch.

….So, when I read that their meeting would be in Logan’s Circle, I was all over that. It’s not too far from work, so it would be convenient to get there and one of the other girls at work also knits, so we decided to go together.

The only problem was that they fired her at work yesterday.

Finding housing via Craig’s list One glass, one song, one man Grad student turns to Craig’s List for housing help and discovers politics is as important as location.

Because living with another person is intimate, and because D.C. is a very opinionated and politically high-pitched city, many who advertise for a roommate are upfront about their orientation and personality…

Text/Subtext Sueandnotu What is said and what is meant at lunch. There’s the actual conversation, and our writer’s take on the conversation. This lunchtime scene is set this way:

On my lunch break, enjoying a savory empanada at an outside table where seating is tight. Eating slowly so I can linger longer and enjoy the book in which I amimmersed. A young man walks up and asks if he can use the extra chair at my table, as no others are free.

Photo: Capital Pride scene