.. which I’ll finish tonight, after the day’s over. But i spent much of this week reporting and writing this mellow profile of gay Chelsea, and I thought you might be amused by the results.
And as everyone now knows, the whole day was dominated by thundershowers, and everyone — including me and Rachel, who were marching with the New York Civil Liberties Union‘s LGBT Equality Project — turned out quite soaked. We missed the Grand Marshal-ness of Governor Paterson, but it was an invigorating day nonetheless. Marching makes you feel far more a part of the day that waving from the sidelines.
Our contingent also had perhaps the best chant: “A-C-L-U! We defend your right to screw!”
I Ain't Marching Anymore 