now is something unusual: a throng celebrating a diversity that was newly embraced, an ancient demon banished from hearts one queer auntie at a time. "some came to sing/some came to pray/ some came to shine the dark away(namaste, m.safka)." and seeing the  amazement on faces turned from blindness to Light; and hearing happy shouts and feeling the cool breeze off the mountain, blowing fresh and renewing our vows of respect for the Other, and ourselves, carrying the scent of pinon and locust down Central...blessed be, Queen City indeed.