It’s pride week here in NYC, and in addition to being an excuse to drink rainbow-colored beer, put lipstick on my butthole and throw coked-out Craigslist orgies, it also is a time for serious reflection about what it means to be a gay in 2010. Since I’m too lazy to write anything about it myself (sorry! above my pay-grade!) you should instead read Choire Sicha’s very great essay about architecture in the Pines, corporate gay pandering, and the true meaning of Pride.
I would love to get in the middle of that sandwich!