The Cambridge cops were great: they kept the fundies carefully confined to their own protest space, so there wasn't any physical confrontation. And just to make sure there wasn't any physical confrontation, the cops marched past the fundies' space in full intimidating riot-trooper formation. It seemed a bit weird to enjoy that sight so much, but it was an excellent encouragement for everyone (on both sides) to behave, and I was glad to have them there: we made a point of thanking them for their work.
Of the various fundie signs, my favourites (and our reactions) were:
- FAGS ARE LAWLESS ("Uh, no, actually, as of 12:01am they're not, y'see.")
- FAGS DOOM NATIONS ("Which ones? Are we talking Upper Volta, Liechtenstein, what? And how come straight people don't get to doom nations? I wanna doom nations! Hey, if I hold sauergeek's hand, can I at least doom a small township?")
- GOD BLEW UP THE SPACE SHUTTLE and THANK GOD FOR SEPTEMBER 11TH ("...and this being the case, we want this putative divinity on our side why again? Frankly, I feel a lot better about the GOD HATES FAGS and GOD HATES FAG ENABLERS signs now.")
It was enormously fun being part of that big, happy crowd and seeing the couples come out. Especially... so many of them were grey-haired older men and women, and I wondered how long they'd been waiting for the chance to express their love in this way. Some of them just looked happy; some looked teary and overcome; and one woman looked quite amusingly startled at the cheering reception she and her partner got. Oh, and one lesbian couple threw their bouquet, and gizmoek caught it. (No comment. *ahem*.)
Drove back home feeling a little high and (for once) really pleased with people in general and proud of Massachusetts for doing this. It won't really feel like history until I read about it in tomorrow's paper, but it was still satisfying to be there.