Amongst gays, “camping” has a meaning very different to “the activity of spending a holiday living in a tent.” Wikipedia explains “Camp aesthetics disrupt many modernists’notions of what art is and what can be classified as high art by inverting aesthetic attributes such as beauty, value, and taste through an invitation of a different kind of apprehension and consumption.” I cite this blather not as the alternative definition of camping, but as an excellent demonstration of that alternative definition.
In 1986, Boston’s Gay Pride Parade was a very different animal than it is today. For starters, it was still called “Gay Pride”, rather than today’s beast which is mandatorily and generically referred to as “Pride” so as to encompass “people of all walks of life and all identities”. I guess that’s a good thing. I certainly supported it when they made it “Gay and Lesbian Pride”, and got on board when they added “Bisexual, Transgender, and Intersex”. After that, although I was delighted to have their support, it was a little difficult to explain the view that adding “Black, Latin and Youth” to the list had the effect of watering down the potency. Today we celebrate everybody’s Pride, including, presumably, war criminals, performance enhancing drug cheats, bankers, and all the bigots who hate gay, lesbian, bisexual, transgender, intersex, black, Latin and youthful persons. Huh. Continue reading 02. A Camper’s Outing