Another Pride has come and gone in a year that felt little of celebration.  The fight continues, however, and visibility is the strongest message one can send.  And if there are folk  that knows how to show off the fight with fabulousness and ferocity, they are the babes of the

Well, queerest Broke-Ass Stuart readership, by now we hope that you have fully recovered form what was likely one of the memorable Pride’s to date.  Though there was no overturning of  homophobic laws set against the backdrop of sweeter days, our current era of darkness has ignited flames of hope

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The minutes are passing like hours, but fear not queerdos, Pride Friday is here and the city is abuzz like a million hot pink cicadas. And in terms of millions, we could easily be looking at close to two in attendance this Sunday’s parade.  The parade has become iconic, resplendent

Several years ago when I was what could only charitably be termed as a “baby” queer, I had gone to meet some friends for a drink at the carpeted mineshaft that was the former incarnation of the Midnight Sun on Pride Friday.  The Castro was already pulsating with hundreds of

Hey there, jotos!  Can you believe that our sticky, summertime slut-in is already in us??? Yeps, the singlets, slings and stillettos have already been ransacked at Mr. S and folks are desperately trying to get their last minute tramp stamps into all the fetes du fetish. Here at BAS, however,

  Nothing is as excruciatingly painful as when those you love turn their back on you. For many of us, San Francisco has done just that. The creators, the artists, the dreamers who took this city as their muse have been given notice. In the past few weeks, even our

If you haven’t yet noticed the assemblage in Dolores Park, it’s not too late to strap on your chanclas and hustle on down and join the rest of the queer folk.  You will have already missed the elder-youth brunch, but not the chance to add your solidarity to your queer

  Its mid-June, folks, which in San Francisco means we are heading into the home-run stretch of Pride month.  As Market street gets all polychromatic and workers frantically try to blast all the dried “character” away, all across town festivals, booze- busts, lecturers and shindigs are popping up like so