If you’ve never been to a gay pride parade, then let’s go! Pretend we’re on our magic carpet [or Al-Borak] and we’ve landed in Orlando's Lake Eola Park smack in the middle of the crowd celebrating sodomy on this bright sunny Florida day.
Next we meet a man with red balloons on his back. Not knowing the meaning of the message he is trying to convey, we Google “man with balloons on his back” (or something) and get the Urban Dictionary with a somewhat odd description of balloon sex.
Some people mill around in their underwear. I’m not quick enough with the camera to snap a young boy about 12 years old in his jockey shorts walking by with an adult male also in his jockey shorts. We assume they represent NAMBLA – the North American Man/Boy Love Association. Nevertheless I do get a picture of a man and woman in their underwear marching in the sodomite parade.
After seeing the man and boy in their underwear we spy an Orlando city policeman idly leaning against a lamppost. Walking over we innocently ask if the city is enforcing obscenity laws, and he answers, “No. Not today.” Sodomites get a pass on parade day.
Continuing along we meet a brave street preacher, the only person present telling homosexuals the Word of God.
For his efforts, a teen aged girl moons him because the Word of God is too much for her seemingly bovine brain to absorb. While frothily screaming, she pulls down her pants, and wriggles her bare bottom back and forth, shining and sparkly in the sun for everyone to see. I fumble for the camera, but once again am not fast enough to capture this astonishing scene.
We help the street preacher for a while protect his amplifier since people harass him by picking it up and moving it so that his voice cannot be heard.
Finally we arrive at our destination – a great spot to stand on the street waiting to watch the parade. Meanwhile directly across the street I spy 2 sodomites with 2 baby boys whom I assume they have adopted. I look at them as they look at me taking pictures of them.
Suddenly one of the sodomites hands his one little baby boy to the other sodomite, then he turns around and moons me! He did not pull down his pants though, thank goodness, or else I could never post this picture.
We look around at the waiting crowd and see many children brought to the parade by their 2 lesbian mothers, 2 sodomite fathers...
...or by clueless heterosexual parents, obviously liberals, indoctrinating their innocent children by introducing them to the world of sodomy.
Even the elderly are subjected to celebrating sodomy. I wonder what she's thinking?
Suddenly we see the parade as it turns the corner marching down the crowded street toward us!
We see Planned Parenthood,
and parade sponsors,
and political parties representing their candidates who support sodomy (all Democrats),
There are various displays of sodomy with half naked men simulating sterile sex on floats...
...and women riding floats or prancing in the parade pretending to masturbate in front of children watching with their parents.
Transvestite men dress as Catholic nuns to mock and ridicule the Catholic Church which is a focus of the homosexual movement’s hatred.
Across the street we notice St George Antiochian Orthodox Church with Jesus at the very top looking over the crowd watching as laughing Orlando citizens cheer and clap for floats passing by with their scenes of sexual displays as if these behaviors represent healthy moral choices. The Orlando Police give it all a pass with the blessing of Democratic Party candidates Hillary Clinton, Alan Grayson and Linda Stewart represented by signs and marchers in this incredibly creepy parade.
(See Jesus here below, sorrowfully watching.)
Immediately inside the open doors of St George Orthodox Church women sit at a table collecting signatures in support of same-sex marriage. They make the street preacher, who had originally stood in front of the church thinking it was safe territory, move down the sidewalk because they do not want sodomites thinking that he represents their church's opinion.
Finally the parade is over and as we walk back to the car we meet exhausted but exhilarated parade participants sitting on a wall.
While driving home we ponder what we just witnessed and know, although praying against it, that that night all the people we saw will continue celebrating sodomy. It isn’t their eyes, but their sexual behaviors that are the windows of their souls.