Coming soon to a city street near you… Sunday September 4th, 2016 will witness Calgary’s 26th annual “Pride Parade”, and it promises to the biggest, and most colourfully flamboyant to date. This year Pride Calgary is thrilled to have received special permission to close additional roads, allowing for “100+ entries to participate”. Also (as was the case in 2015), the celebration will take place primarily on “9th Avenue, the same place where the Calgary Stampede parade occurs every year!” . This change “will allow for bigger and better parade entries, as well as increased safety for spectators and participants.” 
Numbers just keep swelling, if you’ll pardon the double entendre, and organizers figger on biggering and biggering and buggering… our sensibilities… once more. The event promises to be a delightful affair, a wondrously gay experience for all, even those unaffiliated with the “cause”. There’s a revitalized family zone, where children of all ages can frolic on a massive bouncy slide, navigate an obstacle course and work on free crafts to boot. Rae Spoon, the transgender electronic-influenced indie rock and folk punk musician, will be the Grand Marshall this year. Is it a man or a woman? Nobody knows, least of all he / she.  The rainbow bus will be rolled out once more, a garish $9000 limo paid for paid for by you and by me, by Calgary Transit, Pattison Outdoor and Pride Calgary.
They no longer call it the Gay Pride Parade, of course, for this could be viewed as restrictive, maybe even exclusive or abusive sounding. We’ve moved beyond the boundaries encompassed by the word ‘gay’, it’s just not a big enough word. Although the word ‘gay’ has been forever ruined in the traditional literal sense, it’s now a bit passé in the queer sense. There’s a whole new way of seeing nowadays, and a new list of new letters to memorize: LGBTQ (Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual, Transgender, Queer). Can anyone explain the difference between gay and queer? Can homosexuals? More letters appear every year, and we can certainly look forward to adding ‘P’ for Pedophiles , and ‘F’ for Furverts  in the not too distant future. At the rate things are going we may well also add ‘M’ for masturbators (who one day soon, we can only pray, will be allowed to marry their hands.)
Community Pride now encompasses so many things, so many ‘lifestyles’, all gathered beneath the rainbow umbrella of “Calgary’s annual celebration of diversity”. It’s so politically correct that it hurts, but it’s a good kind of pain, they say. 9th Avenue South will once again be flooded with rainbow flag waving, pink shirt-bedecked, smiling and cheering divergents from the LGBTQ community. There will be face painting. There will be solidarity. There will be assless chaps, gyrating crotches, and the occasional dildo.
The people in attendance will also include many liberal well-wishers, people who would seek to ‘increase the visibility’ of this small interest group, representing only 1.7% of the population aged 18 – 59 as of 2014.  The well-wishers show their support, genuinely believing that Pride Calgary represents something important (even if they don’t in most cases quite understand exactly what.) They lip sync their desire for a city “free from discrimination against gender identity, expression, and sexual orientation.”  Like a religious congregation repeating a prayer, like students reciting an incantation in a Harry Potter Transfiguration Class, they mumble the words in unison.
But there will be another, particularly detested group in attendance as well, a group who, upon closer inspection, are not nearly as thrilled or desperate as the preceding two. Oh yes, they will still wave their rainbow flags zealously, with rigor mortis grins stretched wide upon their faces, their furtive, glazed eyes darting here and there. They follow along with the parade route like everybody else, walking and swaying to the gay cadence, but there is clearly something lacking from their all- too-deliberate façades. These people won’t look you in the eye, seem mildly embarrassed to be there, and spend a great deal of time examining their shoes. They can be caught glancing nervously around, looking to see what others are doing, carefully imitating it and trying hard to look enthusiastic and earnest.
We may, for all intents and purposes, label these types The Tourists or The Moles; they essentially comprise the disbelievers: the apathetic, the reluctant and the involuntary. These are the people who are forced to attend the event, although, if asked, are also those who would immediately deny any form of coercion. So too, in private, would they deny any direct affiliation with Pride Calgary or even homosexuality; very likely they would deny the fact that they were ever even there. They are in attendance with ulterior motives: because of peer pressure, in order to maintain appearances with colleagues or friends, or because it is incumbent upon them for one reason or another as members of the politically correct, metrosexual, society that they are so much a part of in this sick Post-Post modern age.
They march, in lockstep, these members of the Outer Party, because their public sector jobs depend on their conformity, their adherence to the values of inclusion, diversity and acceptance. Their egalitarian friends must never know they find it all distasteful or even vulgar. They must never be revealed as the disenchanted disbelievers they are. Their lives are saturated in liberalism and they speak the language fluently, even if they have never truly believed in Ingsoc. These people are painfully aware that those who “fail to show up to Pride may be criticized for not being supportive of the cause.” . Interestingly, the Pride Parade has in recent years made an attempt to cull Tourists and Moles from the event.
Organizers of Calgary’s Pride parade instituted, as of 2015, a rule that required participants to sign a declaration of support… “the move [was] in response to the debate over gay-straight alliances in 2014 and concerns some politicians were marching in the parade who did not support them”.  It’s not enough to march, it was declared, rather, it is expected that participants actually believe in the cause and keep the faith. The declaration of support seeks to weed out the disbelievers, the indifferent, and the thought criminals.
“I, the applicant,” reads the application, “on behalf of the above organization, commit to uphold the values of the Pride Calgary Planning Committee.”
These ‘values’ include such principles as: “A city free from discrimination, against gender identity and sexual orientation” (read: uniformity of thought and the forced acceptance of all sexual deviation). “We facilitate the growth of a just and inclusive society through continuous learning” (read: the appropriation and manipulation of school curriculums and the indoctrination of children without conscious societal approval). And, “We engage the community, seeking opportunities for mutual benefit.” (read: ever more mandatory ‘equal opportunity’, ‘best practice’ and ‘affirmative action’ to force the public hand towards assimilation). On and on goes the list, each point written in the same politically correct cipher.
But this being said, it is clear nowadays that a refusal to march in this highly politically charged parade is really not an option, most especially for those in publicly scrutinized positions of authority. For those in elected stations, people in positions of governance and publicly accountable careers, it is now incumbent to march. Like marionettes, jerking and lurching down the street, with or without the voluntary desire to do so, they march forward. And if they don’t fully share the ‘Pride’ within their hearts they had better keep it close to the vest. Sign the declaration and never breathe a word of dissent. Perhaps Thomas Mulcair summed it up best, during the Toronto Pride Parade, when he stated:
“I think its important for political leaders across the country to come out for Pride parades because its a way of showing our support for the diversity of our society, wanting to break down barriers, making Canada a more inclusive place”. 
We’ve got to break down the barriers and destroy the foundations, don’t we? The election-losing Bolshevik halfwit said so. The cornerstones of a family-based society are ‘obsolete’ and ‘outmoded’ and must be rent from societal walls in order to facilitate the inevitable collapse. It’s necessary to include everyone now, even minorities within minorities like the transsexual community.
In 2015 transsexuals demanded that their UFE (unidentified flag or ensign)  be hoisted outside of city hall to give recognition to the September Dyke and Trans March (this is a real event, believe it or not). It was received with unanimous municipal applause and public praise. After all, the gay rainbow flag replaced an official Alberta Flag upon the official City Hall standard in 2014 at the behest of the progressive publicity whore Mayor Nahed Nenshi, did it not? And that was tolerated, wasn’t it? The rainbow flag was raised as a “protest to Russia’s anti-gay laws during the Olympic games in Sochi” for the entire duration of the games. 
With the exception of one brave “vandal”, who, on the evening of February 21st, “attacked” the Pride flag by “cutting the cord and letting it fall to the ground”,  the public seemed content to allow Nenshi’s statement of “solidarity” to stand uncontested. A few people expressed concern and indignation, calling the installment of the gay flag “an embarrassing shame” , but nobody dared put a stop to the symbolic debasement of the municipal building.
Not to be outdone, “one of the most marginalized groups within the rainbow umbrella” , the Transsexuals, also thereby followed suit, needing to plug their all-but-unknown blue, pink and white flag for the first time publicly. It was the first time the flag had been raised at a municipal building in Alberta (if not the first time anyone had ever actually seen it), but most certainly not the last.
The transsexuals, craving public recognition, needed also to antagonize common sensibilities by ramjaming down their symbolic pennant. James Demers, an organizer for Transformers, a social support group for trans-men, was quoted as saying that “the raising of the flag forces important conversation into the public spotlight.” He went on to say that “When you can ignore a minority you don’t have to talk about it, but when you can’t ignore it, it puts the pedal to the metal,” he said. 
And the pedal is to the metal these days, isn’t it? The world just can’t say enough or do enough to make transsexuals feel accepted anymore, despite their rank tendency towards mental illness and suicide. We are truly now witnessing what Time magazine called “The Transgender Tipping Point”. 
If it wasn’t enough to have surgical gender surgery declared a publicly subsidized procedure, called “gender reassignment” (typically costing $40,000 to $50,000 for a mid-range transition) , then certainly the decision to build “gender neutal” bathrooms in Public schools to accommodate Transsexual uniqueness ought to remind us how important these people really are. All schools, including the Catholic system, will also soon allow transsexuals into the change rooms of their choice. “Male students, for instance, who self-identify as female [will] be allowed to use the girls’ washrooms, change rooms, or try out for all-girls competitive sports teams and clubs.” 
But what of those who cannot bring themselves to salute the Trans flag or prostrate themselves before the homosexual crusade? We need only think back to the days of our former, socially clumsy Prime Minister, Stephen Harper, for a case study in what failure to comply in this perverted Borg collective of a society brings. Harper, you may recall, was an example of what not to do, of a political leader who was out of step with the will of the people and with the self-destructive zeitgeist of Canada. Harper, you may recall, never attended a single Pride parade during his period of leadership from February 6, 2006 to November 4, 2015.
Stephen Harper, like the late Rob Ford, was almost universally criticized by the public and excoriated mercilessly by the liberal media at large for his silent refusal to participate in the farce that is homosexual “Pride”. In spite of the fact that he showed great conviction in adhering to his own moral standards and not buckling to public pressure, Harper was disparaged by practically every news agency during the Toronto 2015 Pride event for his “intolerance” and “ethnocentrism”. Although he never directly spoke against or actively criticized Pride activities, it became clear that his stance on the demonstration was in fact a rejection and a rebuke of homosexual agendas. Although the leader of the Conservative of Canada, Harper was for some unknown reason expected to embrace progressive ideologies, but never quite could.
I think this may be another reason that I liked Stephen Harper. Although not outspoken or overt in his opinions regarding LGBTQ beliefs and practices, he never bowed to the small interest groups or compromised his own beliefs. In spite of the almost universal reproach he received near the end of his term of leadership. Harper was quietly vigilant and unconciliating, which is how I like my Conservative leaders. As the song goes, ‘I like my coffee black just like my metal’.
But ‘thank heaven he’s gone’, sigh the liberal-minded masses. We have moved on as a country, as a people, and elected a much more tolerant, “stylish” leader with truly cosmopolitan sensibilities. As GQ Magazine remarked recently, Justin Trudeau is “the most stylish politician alive right now”. That’s right, Trudeau was formally proclaimed most ‘chic and à la mode’, as demonstrated by his trendy attire, his sweet ride and his sneering disdain for the condition of his new home at 24 Sussex Drive. But most of all, Trudeau is most stylish in his politically correct, uncontentious attitudes towards any and all culturally dogmatic systems, be it the Muslims, the Marxists or the Homosexuals.
And, as one would expect, Justin Trudeau eagerly committed to walking in the 2016 Toronto Pride Parade. On July 3rd, 2016 he will be the first Canadian Prime Minister to “participate in the festivities”.  Unlike that terrible Stephen Harper, he not only supports the ‘colourful’ event, but voluntarily participates in it. Undoubtedly this will create a precedent for Prime Ministers to come, a benchmark of behaviour to be enforced. As Elton John’s husband David Furnish explained at the 2015 Toronto Pride parade, the progress being made toward LGBTQ acceptance is like “tipping dominos”. “We have to keep tipping them over”, he said, “until we have the entire world free of homophobia and we have LGBTQ people decriminalized everywhere and we can’t stop until we’re finished”. 
In the past I have often asked myself what the actual point of Pride parades really is and why they aggravate me on such a fundamental level. Surely everyone is by now aware that homosexuals, bisexuals and transsexuals exist, and that they expect tolerance of their activities, regardless of how debauched or depraved, no matter how destructive or unhealthy. So why the need to thrust it in people’s faces, like a plate of green eggs and ham, or a huge cock, yearly, for the past 25 years?
They call the movement “Pride”. But pride in what, I must ask again? Pride in the enforcement of uniformity and public acceptance? Pride in the fact that society at large must now pay for transsexual surgeries, an elective procedure proven not at all to improve transsexual mental illness frequency rates? 
Or is it Pride in pressuring elected officials to march, like prisoners to the gallows, in spite of their own contrary religious beliefs or personal disgust with the dogma? Could it be pride in the widening of tolerance margins, of ever new flags of perversion being hoisted at city hall, and the proliferation of alternative belief systems in our schools? Perhaps the purpose of Pride is to appropriate systems of control, like the education system. Maybe it’s as Joseph Stalin once explained: “Education is a weapon, whose effect depends on who holds it in his hands and at whom it is aimed”.
Interestingly, despite the hard work of social activists and radicals, Transsexualism is still listed in the current edition of the Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders under the heading “Gender Dysphoria.” The condition is defined as “a marked incongruence between the gender they have been assigned to (usually at birth, referred to as natal gender) and their experienced/expressed gender.”  But we mustn’t let the fact that it’s a mental illness dissuade us from accepting it, from promoting it and from paying for it, should we? The Pride parades assure us that it’s all okay.
Affirmation of beliefs, repetition of catchphrases and the admonishment of disbelievers makes it all somehow acceptable, giving homosexual culture the guise of normalcy and demanding tolerance of its behaviour. I think what Pride parades really accomplish is a form of cultural zersetzen , an erosion or disintegration of standards and principles. Like acid in the face of a Muslim woman, Pride teaches us as a society to be silent, to conform, and to tolerate that which we loathe, that which we know to be wrong. It teaches us to submit to beliefs that are objectively incorrect and abhorrent. Like a mass movement, Pride strips people of their ability to hold contrary beliefs and encourages myopic conformity.
What Pride really stands for is applied force; the fabrication of normalcy from the abnormal; the taking of something and re-labeling it something else, and then getting others to believe in it. They attempt to breathe normalcy into mental illness and unspeakable sexual behaviour with constant misdirection and repetition, amalgamating it all into a public spectacle and then asserting pressure to comply. When this is enacted for a long enough duration perception eventually changes. Much like the words ‘gay’ or ‘queer’ themselves. When used out of context consistently and applied to aberrant lifestyle choices, gender confusion and perverted activities the words eventually changed their meaning permanently and forever.