I can’t imagine the comments being super-JOOOOO!!!!-y this week, but I’ve been wrong before…
Most commenters fail to point this out: the Stonewall was a filthy, Mafia-owned dive bar that was so historical and sacred and meaningful that it went bankrupt right after the “rebellion” of ’69, and nobody remembered what the heck it was for 15 years.
Dear gays: When your Alamo has glory holes instead of bullet holes, that tells the rest of us more than you probably intended about your true motivations and priorities.
Inside the Stonewall back in the day, the Speedos might have been jockstraps, and the molly might have been poppers, but McGowan’s observation is undeniably accurate: to hear some of them talk, the gay rights movement’s proudest accomplishment—hence these parades’ universal moniker—is that they now get to move the party outside once a year, with the blessing of multinational corporations and the state. Take that, Lech Walesa!