Gay Pride’s over bitches – back to the shame!

Gay Pride’s over bitches – back to the shame!

                Brighton pride is a fabulous time of year, for the weekend the city becomes a carnival of gay. A transcendental flutter of rainbows soaked in sunlight and the cheers of 300,000 spectators. This year in Brighton there were 300,000 spectators and a paltry 27 arrests. That means that less than 0.1% of people were arrested. There’s this energy that descends upon the city and you can’t describe it as anything other than fabulous.

                Walking with the parade is a tremendous high. It’s like being on ecstasy without the comedown. The crowd are so full of energy and enthusiasm. People of all ages and all walks of life cheering excitedly as you walk by. Rainbows everywhere.

                Walking through the hot sun under the mostly clear blue skies, at the bend of Marlborough place, at the end of Victoria Gardens, I caught the eye of a gorgeous man wearing a tiara standing in the crowd. We smiled at each other for a moment long enough to feel the mutual attraction before I dived out of the parade and kissed him. A beautiful moment of raw attraction that fluttered into the fabric.

                The parade to the park continued up along London road, the crowd became ever rowdier and the skies greyer as we approached Preston Park. The Petshop boys performance at the end of the day was fun but in all honesty I don’t actually know very much of their stuff. By the end of the day I was also suffering blue balls. I’d been swimming in a sea of topless horny men all day! I’d made out with a lot of horny guys, my prick had been teased a lot and I was in need of shooting a load, but there’s no sex space in Pride! I think that’s the next thing that they need to try at Pride. A Queer Spirit style sacred sexuality tent.

                Pride in Brighton was really and truly what the gay community could be all of the time. People coming together and celebrating one another. I spent the day smiling at and being nice to strangers. Meeting people, dancing with them, holding them, laughing with them. I had some amazing conversations – and yes – a lot of titillation before at the end of the day a great big manly orgy in the Hove Boiler Room sauna!

                I’ve never known a United Kingdom where we have had less rights than this. Having lived in East Asia I can relate to the stories of gay life in the dark days of the 80s and even before Wolfenden, but I never lived through it. 50 years ago the police would have been shutting pride down. Now they’re at the front of the parade. They’re in the crowd, ready to protect us. Society has grown and changed, for the better, on this front.

                Pride is a celebration of our innate fabulousness and just how far we’ve come. But don’t let yourself get lulled into a false sense of security, even though we’re legal now, we’ve still got a long way to go. Being gay is still a crime in too many countries around the world, and here in Britain we’ve still got to tackle the deep seated homophobia that causes gay men to suffer more mental illness and addiction than our straight counterparts.

What’re your thoughts on pride? What did you get up to this pride season? Who did you get up to this pride season.

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