Monday, June 27, 2011

Remember Stonewall

 

Let us always be proud and thankful for the queens who finally had had enough of the harassment and fought back 42 years ago on June 28, 1969, at the Stonewall Inn. We owe you, guys and girls!



Read more on Wikipedia Stonewall riots.

8 comments :

  1. A great article and I agree completely with it. Thanks

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  2. 42 years....Thanks for the reminder Buddy :) Kram

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  3. Kram buddy, how time flies when one is having fun huh? ;)

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  4. Don't forget Bock --- it was the trannies, and according to legend, possibly the lesbians, who started fighting the cops and threw the first punches. Judy Garland's funeral was on June 27,1969, and people were in no mood to be treated like common criminals by the police. The Stonewall was a very low-rent club, owned by the Mafia, and operating without a liguor license. The clientelle was simply not in the mood to be messed with.

    A punch was thrown by someone against a cop, probably a transexual, who was abusing him or her physically. Within a few minutes hundreds of LGBT people were rioting. And they were angry. The police locked themselves in the Stonewall and called for help. The angry crowd ripped up Parking Meters off the street, stared smashing the doors down, and set fire to the club. The police had learned their lesson. The knew fear for the first time, and knew that they would be beaten to a pulp if they laid their hands and abused one more Gay, Transexual or Lesbian person in New York.

    The rioting continued and escalated through the night, and the next night. Police cars were attacked and set fire to. The New York City police never again were able to get away with what they did.

    As important as the Stonewall Riots, was the parade in New York City one year later remembering the riots. Over 10,000 people took to the streets to march and celebrate the fact that they were of alternative sexual identity. Never before had more than a handful gathered in public.

    My mother (to my shock actually) used to hang out at the Greenwich Village gay clubs in the 1960's when she was in college, and told me that they used to search her handbags for cameras before they let you in. One photo would get you fired back then, and could ruin your life.

    Around 1:30 a.m on June 28, 1969 the door blew off the closet and never again would come back to the horrible days of the 1960's and earlier when your life was ruined by simply being seen with other LGBT people.

    This move I think came close to that night - to what actually happened.

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4O0KaMEvBDo&feature=related

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  5. Thanks for the additional information, Eddi!

    I thought the word "queens" that I used in the post was a pejorative meaning "transvestites"? I´ll have to check that up now though. ;)

    Concerning your mother, I am not in the least surprised. It takes a daring an unusual woman to raise a man like you ;)

    Great movie!

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  6. Ya know being a modern homosexual I think "Queen" is something that can be applied to all of use. I actually do not mind being called a "Queen" since I envision all the really cool jewelry I would get to wear if I actually were one like Queen Sylvia of Sweden.

    I actually just call "trannies" what they are "trannies". A trannie is usually more grand in my eyes than a simple "Queen", especially if they go all out and shave their legs and armpits and stuff.

    Who knows though? I could be wrong, and a queen is a tranny. Oh well, I guess I just have to smoke another "fag" to figure this "queer" question out.

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  7. haha Eddi, and here I was just remembering that you are an expert on answering weird questions. The one I remember at the moment is your answer to whether 20 bucks is enough for letting someone blow you...

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