PRIDE Season is upon us

Well, it has been a long time since Blogging, but I finally have a few free moments. I feel that now PRIDE season is upon us, I need to put in my two cents about the complexity of a celebration based around fractured, non-cohesive and diverse identities.

The words of Jenny Schector from the L Word tend to haunt me whenever I think of gay pride. In the episode, not sure which one, Jenny has a conversation with an older woman about celebrating Gay Pride. It goes a little something like this:

Older Woman:What are you doing here?
Jenny:I'm celebrating gay pride, I guess.
Older Woman:You mean gay shame. That's what it really is
Jenny:Why?
Older Woman: 'Cos most of us have more shame than pride.

While Jenny is crazy and the writing for the L Word is less than sub-par, there is something profound about this quotation. Why do we need to celebrate gay pride? Is it because the rest of the year we live in gay shame? Or if we don't identify with the politics of gay pride then what? So these are some of my ponderings.

I often wonder why PRIDE? Why the name PRIDE; why such a need to focus on being proud; why the focus on equality discourse; why all the children; and why does it take the form of an all-to-often apolitical party, where GLBTQ people take their clothes off and make out with people on street corners? I am not saying these are necessarily bad things, as putting judgements on things is not necessarily the best way to understand them, but I am just curious about the purpose of PRIDE.

In the past I have usually attended sort of begrudgingly, with my partner at the time and I leaving early to catch a movie or hitting Sanchos on the walk back to City Park. I have not enjoyed the sort of normative GL politics that surround the celebration, romanticizing partnerships, marriage, children and families. It has always seemed to lack the sort of QUEER intent that could accompany such an event.

This year however, my lovely Lady has never been to a PRIDE celebration and she is excited to experience what it might be all about. I am mostly hoping to come home having adopted (a puppy, not a child) and maybe have scored some free schwag (promotional items, not mari-ju-wana.) I want her to experience it and I want to experience it with her. As she is not someone who has necessarily done a lot of "gay stuff" in her life, who knows what PRIDE may provide for her? A space to make communities visible; a reaffirmation of her identity? Who knows? But there may be some possibilities there and I am excited to witness them. And maybe, she will hate it.

This does not mean squelching my traditional feelings, that PRIDE should maybe be less traditional, but maybe opening up my thoughts to the possibility that PRIDE is sort of a weird thing and seems to reaffirm the sort of in-group/out-group dynamics that make me feel uneasy about identifying as part of a larger queer community in general. Basically, this year may be really different because I have been living in the city for the past year now, which provides me with a network of resources and friends not available to me before. If PRIDE is about community then maybe it will be a totally different experience to HAVE A COMMUNITY, or at least be a part of one.

Maybe it will be different to know that friends of mine will be performing drag, feeling a greater sense of relationality to the people and space? Like I tell my students everything is contextual, so an experience that happened once or twice may not be indicative of how I will always feel about it as the experience is bound to shift and change depending on circumstance and relationships!

Even greater than that, I think my politics have been shifting a bit because ever since this whole going through a life shift, I find myself wanting more stability, less fractured-ness, definitely not wanting to be polyamorous, and maybe wanting kids and a house someday. Wow, what a shift. Maybe that comes from the potential of positive thinking and living.

The other day my friend asked me to think back on my year and he asked me if I was happier with myself and my life. I responded, "Yes!" How could I not be? I have had an excellent year! I got to teach an sort-of-higher-level undergrad Comm class, presented a queer rhetoric paper in front of Dr. Chuck Morris (yep, that's his real name!), visited San Francisco, met my Lady my Lady, moved to Denver, had a TOP PAPER at WSCA, submitted my first pub (which was subsequently rejected, but hey,you gotta start somewhere), met some amazing people, saw Danielle Ate The Sandwich in a private house concert, went to three shows at the Wildflower Pavilion, saw my friends graduate, realized I was one official course away from being done with course work, had a panel performance accepted to NCA for the conference theme, did I mention meeting my Lady ;), moved to the Highlands, lost close to 50 lbs. making hiking, biking and living much easier for my body, had my best friend I hadn't seen in six years come to visit, started trying to deal with my conflict in a more constructive manner, started working on my inner-being a bit more, fell in love, realized I have THE most amazing dog EVER, and so so so many other great things. My life is full of light and love and I could not ask for anything more!

Shanti, Shanti, Shanti. Peace, Peace, Peace.