I thought the president was in town

Here I was minding my own business driving home when I heard, first, and then saw a police escort motorcade. I thought, Oh great. Now I’ll be stuck here for hours. Imagine my surprise when it turned out to be a Gay Pride Biker parade. My people. Sort of.

I wasn’t sure what to do as they passed. Wave? Do bikers wave at people? They would seem to be too tough for this sort of limp-wristed activity. In the end I did wave, it was, I imagine, more of a queenly wave. As I suspected no one waved back but that’s OK. The gays got their very own motorcycle parade, with a police escort. We’ve come pretty far.

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