Found this message on a telephone pole next to the parade route.
I went up north to Columbus to catch the Pride festivities
in Columbus (somebody stop me from repeating myself). It was the biggest thing like that I’ve ever been to—and the folks, for the most part, looked so… …. …normal. It was nice walking amidst tens of thousands and not knowing, or caring, what someone preferred in their bedroom. Lots of families. Some exposed boobies. And water was only a dollar a bottle. Which might seem stiff, but usually at big events I expect lots of markup.
The only thing that seemed oppressive on this day was the heat.