This post started out as a rant in reaction to a barb from a young gay social justice warrior that I had posted nothing for Gay Pride Month and June was almost over. But there are enough rants, raves, and roars going around these days that there is no need for any more. Instead I thought I’d post not words but a snapshot of PRIDE.
The word for June 29th is:
Pride /prīd/: [1. noun 2. verb]
1.1 A feeling of deep pleasure or satisfaction derived from one’s own achievements, the achievements of those with whom one is closely associated, or from qualities or possessions that are widely admired.
1.2 The consciousness of one’s own dignity.
1.3 The confidence and self-respect as expressed by members of a group, typically one that has been socially marginalized, on the basis of their shared identity, culture, and experience.
1.4 As a collective noun – a group of lions forming a social unit.
2. To be especially proud of (a particular quality or skill).
Late Old English prȳde “excessive self-esteem” variant of prȳtu, prȳte, from prūd “proud”.
During my lifetime I have went from being refused a promotion because I was “one of those sort” to having many of the same rights as others. It fills me with pride at what has been achieved in the past 50 years. But there is still much to do within our own community and the world.