Pace on Earth

It's Not My Cross To Bear

There have always been persistent jabs thrown at Fredericton from New Brunswick's other cities (Saint John mostly) regarding our large gay community. It was said that, after San Fran, Frederiction had the highest per capita homosexual community in North America. I have no idea what Census kept this info but they swore by it and used it as ammo in the Route 7 Rivalry.

When you are fifteen and the rest of the province thinks your rich wusses from Fredericton this was a painful stat, regardless of its lack of proof. As we grew up and learned that there was indeed a thriving gay community we accepted that fact and embraced the fact that the gay bar would always serve you, gay or straight, after closing time and into the wee hours of the morning. Plus it meant we all had better hair then your cities. Still I never believed the per capita BS.

I'm still not sure I do but I have to admit that Frederiction has become somewhat of a gay mecca. At least this time of year. But it is mecca not to your typical flaming flamboyant gay man. Instead it is mecca for the gay sub-culture's sub-culture of large, hairy homosexuals who call themselves "bears" as in "big cuddly bears". Fredericton is home to their FurFest which is a gathering of East Coast bears. I was driving home last night and saw a big group of large hairy men in Hawaiin shirts strolling through town. I thought this was a bit odd until I saw that some of them were holding hands; then I realized it was just FurFest.

I, for one, welcome those big cuddly bears for the infusion of cash they'll throw in to the local economy. Big fat gay men probably have big fat gay wallets. Besides, they all looked like shipbuilders so they're probably mostly from Saint John.

Roam free...

Pace out.

Labels: FurFest, Saint John is gay

posted by Vitamin S @ 5:29 p.m.