Submitted by Pam on Aug, 28
The evolution of pride
I lived on Yonge Street for more than 40 years. When I lived there, Pride was mostly just queens. It wasn't even official! You know what, they came out during Halloween and they also had a "kind of" parade in the summer. It was a way of celebrating their identity and now it's an established, official event. It's really cool! They started dressing as queens on Halloween and now it's a whole thing. Everyone wants to be around my place during the parade! Now here's a bit about protests..so there was that kid who was beaten up—I think in San Francisco or somewhere. There were race riots. There was a vicious outpouring of protest against this black kid who was beaten up by white cops. Protestors were smashing all the windows along the street under my house, so they called out the Mounties to break up the riots. "Kick it in! Kick it in!" They'd yell, then the crowd kicked in the window. So the Mounties came and they broke up the riots. Now here's my third story. Since I have the rooftop, overlooking the street, media people with their cameras often want to shoot from my roof. I get upset because they demand to get on my roof and I'm like "hey no, you can't come up here, it's my roof!" They think they have a right to report, but I have a right to my roof! This month, my son just made a cover for the ladder that I can lock it, so they can't just sneak up there.