dispatches from the revolution
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yamamanamaIt would be a good day to bring colorful pencils and gel pens but alas, that's too much. Lothgar had a tunic and gauntlets and big stompy boots and a rainbow was painted like a raccoon's mask over his eyes. Ren had an intricate headpiece and a Renaissance dress. Their friend had a bow-tie and short sleeved shirt.
On the green line, there was a man painted bright blue and dressed in gold clothing, jewelry, and gauntlets over a blue bodysuit, a turban with a white gem in it, and he was holding an illuminated magick lamp.
Apparently it went from Copley or maybe even as far as the Prudential because I'm pretty sure the blue guy didn't get off with me to Government Center which is pretty impressive, and the duck statues were decked out in rainbow regalia. Even the owls are into it. Well, barn owls, anyway. I'd say something about dogs but dogs never discriminate anyway. There were people with blue hair, people with half purple hair and half shaved hair, people with red and green hair. One had a shirt that said "ask me about my pronouns."
Hungarian pronouns are amazing, although there are 14 cases. I think it would be övé shirt says ask ő about övé pronouns.
There was a guy with a pet ferret.
The pride flag has six colors but you could make it 13 (for America and for Thirteenth Day Adventism) if you used all the tertiary colors and then added cyan or another color between orange and yellow to balance out Isaac Newton's indigo or pink or whatever, it's all cool.
Someone's shirt asks why be racist, sexist, or homophobic, when you could be quiet instead.
The music was by Beau Kenyon, composer-in-residence, deconstructing As You Like It and its themes of love and identity, performed by mezzo-soprano and soprano, double bass (a woman with a blue semi-mohawk) (the thing on top of the double bass is carved in the shape of a lion's head), marimba (or possibly vibraphone) and later cymbals (if you're wondering how Maria would get that thing from the new building to the courtyard, the answer is: she doesn't), English horn (it's a lie: the English horn is not a horn at all but a double-reed woodwind. In fact, it's a double-lie: the English horn isn't actually English, it just so happens that the German word for angelic and the German word for English sound similiar. You know, sort of like why Ashley is now a girl's name. Anyways, the Rite of Spring opens with a bassoon trying to be an English horn). After about 10 minutes, they split up into a group with violin, vibraphone, and mezzo-soprano, and a group with the double bass, not-English not-horn, and soprano. The double-bass is inside while the English horn and the soprano are outside.
There are dancers and there's a woman reading the monologue from As You Like It, who crosses between the two groups.
At the end, they all join together, and the four dancers run around in a circle and recite a scene from Act 5 of As You Like It. Silvius for Phoebe, Phoebe for Ganymede, Orlando for Rosalind, and Rosalind for no woman.
Someone called it a typical Saturday in Boston. Apparently there were anti-Muslim rallies and I can't help but think they coincided with Pride so there weren't people with lambda shields and sticks and SS helmets and Pepe masks and palette-swapped Kriegsmarine flags terrorizing us. Probably would be for the better if you sent them off to Pepperell or something. Something like Pepperell but not Pepperell, preferably, because the reason I use "Pepperell" is because I knew people from there.
Pride is something you need to see in person. If you live in a country that bans pride parades, I would suggest emigrating to a country that has them or chaining yourself to the front doors or front desk of the legislative building or official residence of the head of state or pouring rainbow dye into their washing machines.
Stephanie and Amy were heading to the pride parade. Stephanie said that sometimes the kids she works with will ask her to draw something and she's like "you could probably do a better job" and said "even your quick drawings are recognizable as people" in reference to a woman wearing an asexual flag hat and rainbow skirt and star of David with each of its triangles a different color, and her hair was in braids.
Lily's sister is an artist. She has a braid and glasses and her pendant depicts a realistic full moon.
Thankfully, I arrived in time and successfully navigated the Church of St. Minos, a repurposed Gothic Revival church with Art Nouveau windows, to see a contemporary dance troupe of three wearing fishermen's overalls and detachable hoods and a dancer from Luminarium with a cage of lamps over her face that lit up, a contemporary ballet troupe, a woman with a pitcher of water and I'm not sure if she was with Always Be Dancing, a Spanish interpretative dance group or with the Continuum Dance Project like the women in overalls. Outside was a statue of a dancer and a girl asked her father if there was a person inside of it.
Ryan Casey's OFF BEAT did a western themed tap dance. There were belly dancers. A woman watching was wearing a sticker with "pug social" on it.
It sounded like the Myst soundtrack remixed by a hypnotoad.
I don't know what Oriya sounds like because Google can't be fucked to make an Oriya translator but it sounded Polynesian, o le fai atu, sa foliga e pei o lenei. The schedule in the pamphlet was off.
There were Greek dances, Polish dances, Croatian dances, Jewish dances. she talked about Greek traditional village clothing. in the north, they wear shoes with pompoms on them so the snow doesn't ruin the leather.
. At the end, drummers from Casamance and they sang in Jola.
I'm not sure what Paukriti is but it sounds Greek. They were listed on the sign but not in the pamphlet.
Jack had his paw on my foot as if to say "No, you're not going anywhere. I want to be petted. You have to pet me." Jack is a Newfie, which means he's huge and very fluffy.
After the performances, a DJ showed up and played Afro-Caribbean and Latin dance music for us to dance to.
This one guy was really into it. he got up for a few minutes at a time but I think his sick dance moves wore him out really quickly.
A woman had tattoos of bees and honeycombs and of the molecules l-tryptophan (or maybe it was something else), serotonin, and dopamine.
I saw Matt Minigell looking for a place to play guitar.
I got déjà vu talking to someone because she had a Princess Toadstool tattoo on her leg and I swear I've met her before. I showed my age by not calling her Peach.
I don't think I've met Jenna before, even though she did intern at the wildlife center. She had a dog named Mona in her lap and told her friend stories about a cat that got hit by a car and they had to take it somewhere else for emergency treatment. Hopefully the cat survived.
There was a woman with green hair and a woman with many many purple balloon tentacles, like conjoined triplets of octopuses.
Jessica wanted to go to the pride parade but she had to work. She is studying fashion design and also likes to work with paint. I asked if she was Portuguese because she looks kind of like Rachel. She says no, she's Italian, which makes sense because Rachel looks vaguely like my sister, who is very obviously British, Irish, Italian, and Hungarian.
She says she sees me a lot on the train. I'm not sure if I've ever drawn her before.
The moon was the color of a ripe strawberry and rose the color of a tangerine.
burning question: since when is Gavin McInnes a calm and methodical policy analyst?
On the green line, there was a man painted bright blue and dressed in gold clothing, jewelry, and gauntlets over a blue bodysuit, a turban with a white gem in it, and he was holding an illuminated magick lamp.
Apparently it went from Copley or maybe even as far as the Prudential because I'm pretty sure the blue guy didn't get off with me to Government Center which is pretty impressive, and the duck statues were decked out in rainbow regalia. Even the owls are into it. Well, barn owls, anyway. I'd say something about dogs but dogs never discriminate anyway. There were people with blue hair, people with half purple hair and half shaved hair, people with red and green hair. One had a shirt that said "ask me about my pronouns."
Hungarian pronouns are amazing, although there are 14 cases. I think it would be övé shirt says ask ő about övé pronouns.
There was a guy with a pet ferret.
The pride flag has six colors but you could make it 13 (for America and for Thirteenth Day Adventism) if you used all the tertiary colors and then added cyan or another color between orange and yellow to balance out Isaac Newton's indigo or pink or whatever, it's all cool.
Someone's shirt asks why be racist, sexist, or homophobic, when you could be quiet instead.
The music was by Beau Kenyon, composer-in-residence, deconstructing As You Like It and its themes of love and identity, performed by mezzo-soprano and soprano, double bass (a woman with a blue semi-mohawk) (the thing on top of the double bass is carved in the shape of a lion's head), marimba (or possibly vibraphone) and later cymbals (if you're wondering how Maria would get that thing from the new building to the courtyard, the answer is: she doesn't), English horn (it's a lie: the English horn is not a horn at all but a double-reed woodwind. In fact, it's a double-lie: the English horn isn't actually English, it just so happens that the German word for angelic and the German word for English sound similiar. You know, sort of like why Ashley is now a girl's name. Anyways, the Rite of Spring opens with a bassoon trying to be an English horn). After about 10 minutes, they split up into a group with violin, vibraphone, and mezzo-soprano, and a group with the double bass, not-English not-horn, and soprano. The double-bass is inside while the English horn and the soprano are outside.
There are dancers and there's a woman reading the monologue from As You Like It, who crosses between the two groups.
At the end, they all join together, and the four dancers run around in a circle and recite a scene from Act 5 of As You Like It. Silvius for Phoebe, Phoebe for Ganymede, Orlando for Rosalind, and Rosalind for no woman.
Someone called it a typical Saturday in Boston. Apparently there were anti-Muslim rallies and I can't help but think they coincided with Pride so there weren't people with lambda shields and sticks and SS helmets and Pepe masks and palette-swapped Kriegsmarine flags terrorizing us. Probably would be for the better if you sent them off to Pepperell or something. Something like Pepperell but not Pepperell, preferably, because the reason I use "Pepperell" is because I knew people from there.
Pride is something you need to see in person. If you live in a country that bans pride parades, I would suggest emigrating to a country that has them or chaining yourself to the front doors or front desk of the legislative building or official residence of the head of state or pouring rainbow dye into their washing machines.
Stephanie and Amy were heading to the pride parade. Stephanie said that sometimes the kids she works with will ask her to draw something and she's like "you could probably do a better job" and said "even your quick drawings are recognizable as people" in reference to a woman wearing an asexual flag hat and rainbow skirt and star of David with each of its triangles a different color, and her hair was in braids.
Lily's sister is an artist. She has a braid and glasses and her pendant depicts a realistic full moon.
Thankfully, I arrived in time and successfully navigated the Church of St. Minos, a repurposed Gothic Revival church with Art Nouveau windows, to see a contemporary dance troupe of three wearing fishermen's overalls and detachable hoods and a dancer from Luminarium with a cage of lamps over her face that lit up, a contemporary ballet troupe, a woman with a pitcher of water and I'm not sure if she was with Always Be Dancing, a Spanish interpretative dance group or with the Continuum Dance Project like the women in overalls. Outside was a statue of a dancer and a girl asked her father if there was a person inside of it.
Ryan Casey's OFF BEAT did a western themed tap dance. There were belly dancers. A woman watching was wearing a sticker with "pug social" on it.
It sounded like the Myst soundtrack remixed by a hypnotoad.
I don't know what Oriya sounds like because Google can't be fucked to make an Oriya translator but it sounded Polynesian, o le fai atu, sa foliga e pei o lenei. The schedule in the pamphlet was off.
There were Greek dances, Polish dances, Croatian dances, Jewish dances. she talked about Greek traditional village clothing. in the north, they wear shoes with pompoms on them so the snow doesn't ruin the leather.
. At the end, drummers from Casamance and they sang in Jola.
I'm not sure what Paukriti is but it sounds Greek. They were listed on the sign but not in the pamphlet.
Jack had his paw on my foot as if to say "No, you're not going anywhere. I want to be petted. You have to pet me." Jack is a Newfie, which means he's huge and very fluffy.
After the performances, a DJ showed up and played Afro-Caribbean and Latin dance music for us to dance to.
This one guy was really into it. he got up for a few minutes at a time but I think his sick dance moves wore him out really quickly.
A woman had tattoos of bees and honeycombs and of the molecules l-tryptophan (or maybe it was something else), serotonin, and dopamine.
I saw Matt Minigell looking for a place to play guitar.
I got déjà vu talking to someone because she had a Princess Toadstool tattoo on her leg and I swear I've met her before. I showed my age by not calling her Peach.
I don't think I've met Jenna before, even though she did intern at the wildlife center. She had a dog named Mona in her lap and told her friend stories about a cat that got hit by a car and they had to take it somewhere else for emergency treatment. Hopefully the cat survived.
There was a woman with green hair and a woman with many many purple balloon tentacles, like conjoined triplets of octopuses.
Jessica wanted to go to the pride parade but she had to work. She is studying fashion design and also likes to work with paint. I asked if she was Portuguese because she looks kind of like Rachel. She says no, she's Italian, which makes sense because Rachel looks vaguely like my sister, who is very obviously British, Irish, Italian, and Hungarian.
She says she sees me a lot on the train. I'm not sure if I've ever drawn her before.
The moon was the color of a ripe strawberry and rose the color of a tangerine.
burning question: since when is Gavin McInnes a calm and methodical policy analyst?
