Homo Nest Raided, Queen Bees Are Stinging Mad

  • SuntoryTime

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    Jun 30, 2014 12:57 AM GMT
    Homo Nest Raided, Queen Bees Are Stinging Mad

    The New York Daily News, July 6, 1969

    She sat there with her legs crossed, the lashes of her mascara-coated eyes beating like the wings of a hummingbird. She was angry. She was so upset she hadn't bothered to shave. A day old stubble was beginning to push through the pancake makeup. She was a he. A queen of Christopher Street.

    Last weekend the queens had turned commandos and stood bra strap to bra strap against an invasion of the helmeted Tactical Patrol Force. The elite police squad had shut down one of their private gay clubs, the Stonewall Inn at 57 Christopher St., in the heart of a three-block homosexual community in Greenwich Village. Queen Power reared its bleached blonde head in revolt. New York City experienced its first homosexual riot. "We may have lost the battle, sweets, but the war is far from over," lisped an unofficial lady-in-waiting from the court of the Queens.

    "We've had all we can take from the Gestapo," the spokesman, or spokeswoman, continued. "We're putting our foot down once and for all." The foot wore a spiked heel. According to reports, the Stonewall Inn, a two-story structure with a sand painted brick and opaque glass facade, was a mecca for the homosexual element in the village who wanted nothing but a private little place where they could congregate, drink, dance and do whatever little girls do when they get together.

    The thick glass shut out the outside world of the street. Inside, the Stonewall bathed in wild, bright psychedelic lights, while the patrons writhed to the sounds of a juke box on a square dance floor surrounded by booths and tables. The bar did a good business and the waiters, or waitresses, were always kept busy, as they snaked their way around the dancing customers to the booths and tables. For nearly two years, peace and tranquility reigned supreme for the Alice in Wonderland clientele.

    The Raid Last Friday

    Last Friday the privacy of the Stonewall was invaded by police from the First Division. It was a raid. They had a warrant. After two years, police said they had been informed that liquor was being served on the premises. Since the Stonewall was without a license, the place was being closed. It was the law.

    All hell broke loose when the police entered the Stonewall. The girls instinctively reached for each other. Others stood frozen, locked in an embrace of fear.

    Only a handful of police were on hand for the initial landing in the homosexual beachhead. They ushered the patrons out onto Christopher Street, just off Sheridan Square. A crowd had formed in front of the Stonewall and the customers were greeted with cheers of encouragement from the gallery.

    The whole proceeding took on the aura of a homosexual Academy Awards Night. The Queens pranced out to the street blowing kisses and waving to the crowd. A beauty of a specimen named Stella wailed uncontrollably while being led to the sidewalk in front of the Stonewall by a cop. She later confessed that she didn't protest the manhandling by the officer, it was just that her hair was in curlers and she was afraid her new beau might be in the crowd and spot her. She didn't want him to see her this way, she wept.

    Queen Power

    The crowd began to get out of hand, eye witnesses said. Then, without warning, Queen Power exploded with all the fury of a gay atomic bomb. Queens, princesses and ladies-in-waiting began hurling anything they could get their polished, manicured fingernails on. Bobby pins, compacts, curlers, lipstick tubes and other femme fatale missiles were flying in the direction of the cops. The war was on. The lilies of the valley had become carnivorous jungle plants.

    Urged on by cries of "C'mon girls, lets go get'em," the defenders of Stonewall launched an attack. The cops called for assistance. To the rescue came the Tactical Patrol Force.


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    Jun 30, 2014 1:25 AM GMT
    And ever since then, the word gay has been synonymous with feminine demeanor and cross dressing. It wasn't until the past couple years that the fem stereotype started to unravel, leaving room for a more diverse display of gender characteristics (ie. acknowledgement of gays with average male demeanor, the 'unnoticeable').

    Other than that and a few political mistakes, the situation marked the beginning of the equal rights movement, which is now at an all time high. Wow...to think about it...a movement 45 years in the making, and just now reaching this level. That's SLOW progress. But it's still progress, so lets celebrate! Happy Pride! icon_biggrin.gif
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    Jun 30, 2014 3:35 AM GMT
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    Jun 30, 2014 3:37 AM GMT
    SuntoryTime saidtumblr_lt6a01pYg31qbp7fro1_500.jpg
    And that's just the vocal minority. The rest of us blend in with society unnoticed, even if we're "out" to every single person we know.
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    Jun 30, 2014 6:56 AM GMT
    paulflexesAnd that's just the vocal minority. The rest of us blend in with society unnoticed, even if we're "out" to every single person we know.

    I know. I'm a gay man that people more often than not believe is straight until I set the record straight (sic).

    I'm just paying homage to the queens that started the movement.