Parades
I have attended a parade each of the last two weekends. This is unusual as I cannot remember the last time I even considered attending a parade. Honestly, I'm not sure I have attended a parade in the last 30 years. Last weekend, I went down to Seattle's Fremont Festival parade to test out a lens and filter combination that interested me (wowza!) and today I figured I'd finish the roll of film at the "extravagant Pride Parade" (AOL Cityguide) along Broadway, a few blocks down the street. My observations:
- It's hard to arrive at a parade that has already started and get interesting photos with a 35mm lens from behind other spectators (good thing I was only "testing").
- I am the ultimate dispassionate observer.
- I do not respect the authority of crowd-minders wearing pink faux-S.W.A.T. uniforms.
- The "Keep the Pride Parade on Broadway" movement could perhaps have arranged a cleanup detail after the parade, or planned for some extra trash receptacles. The parade route they so revere is currently littered with plastic bottles, unwanted flyers (many demanding "Keep the Parade on Broadway," etc.) and other garbage. I managed not to litter at all while watching the parade. Pride takes many forms.
- I felt that the syphilis-testing float's sign should have read "Revenge of the Syph" and not "Return of the Syph." I hope alienated hardcore fans will still seek testing. In addition, it seemed that for the right message to come across, the float's lightsaber battle between Darth Maul and a large foam-rubber syphilis bacillus should have ended differently. On the bright side, the bacillus did avenge Qui-Gonn Jinn . . . a bacillus that misunderstood may have been.
1 Comments:
OMG. They actually had a light saber battle?
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