Here, as promised, some random photos from yesterday's Houston Gay Pride Parade.
Regrettably, about half the photos I took were unusable. I did that half of my picture-taking with my Kodak Easy Share CX7330 in "sport mode," which is for subjects in motion. The parade entries were in motion. But the images are blurred to a degree I didn't think possible with a digital camera. Lesson learned.
Also, two pictures are covered by water spots; here and there, people were spraying water and it got on my lens.
Following several of the images, I've included descriptions or commentary.
I can remember the time, not even that long ago, when Houston's gay and lesbian cops stayed in the closet. Now they have an entry in the parade and hand out beads.
PLAG is the support group for parents with gay children. I hope the children of these parents know how blessed they are.
Back when I was working on my 2-year degree in mental health, I did an internship in a local shelter for runaway teens. Most runaways spend time on the streets and, unsurprisingly, develop a rough, beaten down look. Almost all of them are from dysfunctional or abusive homes and they're poorly socialized.
But one day a well-dressed, well-groomed and well-mannered young man came into the office. He was 17 and from an upper-middle class home. He had come out to his parents as gay; they had kicked him out of the house. His initial response was normative for a kid of his background. Using his parents' credit card, he checked into a swanky hotel. But when the parents discovered what he had done, they canceled the card. Cashless, creditless and not knowing what else to do, he came to the shelter.
Before I met that young man, I didn't really believe that there were parents who actually disowned their gay children. I believe it now.
An entry for the Q Television Network.
Gay cowboys.
Two statements, both of which are controversial in some quarters.
The boys from the Bunnies on the Bayou.
This is what's known as bad drag.
Collecting beads was popular with many.
This is Ray Hill of Houston v. Hill, a 1987 U.S. Supreme Court case. The case presented the question whether a citizen may verbally challenge the police -- as in Mr. Hill's query to a Houston officer of "Why don't you pick on somebody your own size?" -- without fear of arrest. Mr. Hill won.
A cop with beads. Tasked with keeping people behind the barricades, he was jovial and personable. The Houston gay community's relationship with the police has come a long, long way from the days when Ray Hill first talked back to them.
Adorable.