Maybe it's time to dust this off and bring it out of retirement.
Those we lost in Orlando:
A somber Pride Weekend this year preceded by a shocking mass murder that cost the lives of 49 gay men and women out for nothing worse than a good time on a Saturday night at a popular night spot in Orlando. This was probably the worst slaughter of gay men in a bar, but it is hardly the first violence that LGBTQs have suffered.
Shock treatment in the 1950s; one of many such "treatments" inflicted on gays and lesbians in state institutions under court order. Other treatments included hormonal therapies and chemical castration. This happened a lot more often than people think.
Despite accusations that we are perversions of the natural order, that we are "intrinsically disordered," or possessed by demons; despite all the predictions that we would all die off eventually in sexual sterility; despite so many efforts to kill us off, God and Nature appear to have no problem replenishing our numbers in every generation. Even after a devastating epidemic, we are still here. Our numbers can still fill Fifth Avenue in New York City in a parade that takes 10 hours to pass.
And so we will crowd the streets again in the wake of this latest massacre.
As Mother Jones said, Mourn the Dead and Fight Like Hell for the Living.
And a great way to do that is to go up into the faces of all who want to destroy us and party like there's no tomorrow.
I have survived -- by dumb luck mostly, but here I am.
Yours truly at Gay Pride in Saint Louis, 1991
Gay Pride in New York, 1994, the ACT-UP march
with Michael in 2005
Pride Day in New York, 2014