Hamilton Pride 2019 Reportback

Submitted anonymously to North Shore

June 15, 2019: By 2pm the group of bible-thumping homophobes and white nationalists who had crashed pride were escorted out of the park by an ensemble of late-to-the-party cops and a boisterous crowd of jeering queers. Their visit to Hamilton Pride 2019 lasted just under an hour, and was filled with some of the most confrontational behavior we’ve seen from these people yet.

By the time they left the park they were missing several of their twelve-foot scripture signs, two go-pro cameras, and some body armour. A few of them were bleeding and likely woke up the next day with goose-eggs and bruises, but it seems they sustained no serious injuries. Unfortunately, we can’t say the same. While some of them simply called it a day after leaving the park, others decided to wander the neighbourhood seeking out faggots and sinners to target for fun.

Footage emerged of them chasing a teenager who had left Gage Park down a residential street, calling them a “sodomite,” a “pussy,” and laughing at the way that they ran away. The teen allegedly took shelter in a familiar gym where they knew they would be safe.

These “haters” – as they’re now widely known – also posted a video that night declaring the day a “loss”. They hadn’t done what they set out to do, which was to spend the day at Pride disrupting the festival.

So, what happened?

If you believe the Pride Committee’s statement , the reason for this queer victory was because of cooperation with authorities and clever spatial planning on the part of organizers.

In truth, the Pride Committee had no plan to deal with the haters. The Pride Committee was simply hoping the cops would take care of the situation, and when that didn’t happen, they were too cowardly to even acknowledge what had really gone on: that more than 70 empowered queers and allies put their bodies on the line to confront the haters and, after sustaining multiple serious injuries and running our voices ragged, had demoralized and beat them back to the point that they decided to leave – something they rarely do.

The story of Pride 2019 is not one of an orderly and colourful celebration with clever permitting by the organizers. It’s one of brutal homophobia and awe-inspiring community bravery.

Rewind a couple weeks. Pride in Dunville, Ontario was an awful experience. Six hours of trying to drown out the haters with drums and chants and music was more than we could tolerate. Six hours of being verbally abused with targeted sermons about childhood rape, personal trauma, and eternal damnation was too much. We had dealt with these people last year in Hamilton, Dunville, and Toronto. We wouldn’t do another stand-off. We couldn’t handle another marathon trying to out-scream and out-chant a pack of homophobes on a day when we’re supposed to be celebrating our collective empowerment against such things. And so, in anticipation of Hamilton Pride 2019, people started strategizing for something different. This planning happened far away from the Pride Committee, far away from cops, and relied on the trust and camaraderie built within Hamilton’s queer and anarchist circles over the past decade.

In coordination with other tactics (banners holders, drum players, medics, etc.), an affinity group formed to experiment with a new tactic. What if the haters’ strategy of showing up and flying their twelve-foot scriptures and calling us all sinners while screaming in our faces for the entire day fell flat? What if instead of getting to stand face-to-face with Pride and spew their nonsense, they were forced to stare at a black wall all day?

So, we built one. A “Black Hole” for the haters to disappear into. A thirty-foot wide, nine-foot tall black banner reinforced by seven pieces of 2×2 lumber. In the days leading up we reinforced the banner, talked about comfort levels, and practiced moving as a team. On the day of Pride, we formed a pink bloc with t-shirt balaclavas, and as soon as we got word that the haters had arrived, we marched our banner across the park and met up with dozens of other pride attendees who had been anticipating them. We unfurled the Black Hole and placed ourselves directly between the haters and the Pride celebration. The crowd erupted in applause that these assholes had temporarily been erased. While several people confronted the haters directly as they tried to get around us, our crew stayed focused on blocking them off from the festival and keeping them contained and out of sight. We were being assertive, even pushy if they tried to get too close, but we intentionally weren’t throwing fists. We wanted to see how this tactic played out. Each of us had agreed that we weren’t going looking for a fight, but were ready if they started one.

What ensued over the next hour was an absolute mess of brute violence, resoluteness, and spontaneous solidarity. One by one, people who were part of our original affinity group pulled themselves to the other side of the banner to tend to serious injuries. A few of us were smashed in the face by a helmet-wielding maniac named Christopher Vanderweide, a white supremacist from Kitchener, Ontario.  One of our crew got knocked to the ground and kicked in the head by John Mark Moretti (aka Ylli Radovicka) – a Toronto creep from a radical street preacher group called Servanthoods. (Here’s a link to an ARC article ID’ing these creepsgot more details on these people? Submit it to us)

The only thing that saved our friend from a serious head injury was a brave person in the community who happen to see him, tossed their cane aside, and threw themself over our dazed friend to stop the attack. (Again, this is the kind of queer courage Pride Hamilton refuses to talk about). Several others got punched repeatedly, tackled, and kicked. Many of us who fought that day report being taken aback by how brutal they were being – whereas we tend to hesitate when faced with an opportunity to kick someone while they’re down, the haters acted with ruthless haste. Ultimately, our tactic of trying to hold the black wall while simultaneously protecting ourselves in this fight proved ineffective for our pink bloc crew, and many of us had to choose between dropping the banner or fighting with one hand.

But it didn’t ultimately matter.

What matters is the fact that when I had to drag myself away from the fight with a waterfall of blood tumbling out of my face, I looked back and saw the black wall still standing, being held by a group of people, some of whom I didn’t even know. People who knew the value of what we were trying to do, and stepped up when we couldn’t do it any longer.

The Black Hole stayed intact and standing until the haters left the park.
What matters here is that instead of sitting back and praying for the police to save us, a huge group of people rallied together and drew a line – that Pride was not a safe space for homophobic preachers.
That feeling I got looking up at the banner still standing overwhelmed any pain or fear I experienced that day or in the days after. That feeling makes me completely unafraid of whether or not the police are looking for me or any of my friends. It makes me unafraid of what the haters are planning for next year.

I’m going to go ahead and call that feeling PRIDE. I feel proud of my queer community, proud of my anarchist community, maybe even proud of Hamilton on the whole. We know how to take care of each other and stand up for ourselves, even if we don’t often get a chance to do so.
Because the haters are so deeply obsessed with obtaining footage of every minute of their pathetic lives in order to make themselves into youtube celebrities, we have more than enough video documentation of the events. Scuffles recorded from multiple angles, the brute thud of helmet against bone caught from multiple mics. We know what happened. Pride was ruthlessly attacked by a group of homophobic men, people who had come equipped with body armour, weapons, and a readiness to queer-bash anyone who crossed their paths. We stood up to them, we fought back, and we sabotaged their efforts to spend the day in the park. When – after almost an hour of skirmishes – the police decided to step in, there wasn’t anything left to do. The haters knew they couldn’t sustain their presence any longer, and welcomed the police escort out of the park. The haters can be heard on film saying “we have to leave” over and over again, can be heard shrieking to police about their stolen cameras, and eventually can be seen skulking out of the park.

The official Pride statement, and much of the mainstream media coverage, has focused on the absence of police intervention. We know from direct sources that the Pride Committee, though they couldn’t openly invite the police to Pride (a decision long fought for by the queer community), did make a deal with them that they would be there to intervene when the Yellow Vests and Preachers showed up. The police knew they would be there, the Pride Committee knew it, anyone who’s been paying attention over the past couple years knew it. But the police didn’t follow through. Why?

One person overheard a cop offer a simple explanation: “Don’t you remember we weren’t invited to Pride? We’re just going to stand here, not my problem.” It was a perfectly honest response, and demonstrates the level of indifference police have always shown towards queer people. But if you think about it, police aren’t invited to any of the places they do their work – when they break up drug-trafficking rings, it’s not because they were invited by anyone. It’s because they are allegedly tasked with protecting people. Friendliness is not supposed to be a precursor to this interaction. But police in North America and beyond have always shown a cruel indifference towards queer people, and it’s not because we’re not friendly enough and don’t invite them to Pride. It’s because it’s not their job to protect us. It’s their job to protect power and wealth, and as the power and wealth in this world does not rest in the hands of queer people, people of colour, indigenous people, etc, the police have no motivation to protect.

Which is why making backroom deals with them and hoping they show up is a terrible idea. Which is why making excuses and continuously hiding from the problem of a rapidly growing violent-right-wing movement that wants to smash our skulls is a terrible idea.

Which is why Pride was historically, and should always be, about queers standing up for each other against the police, against fascists, against homophobes, against anyone who gets in the way of us being here and being fantastically queer.

The Pride Committee, as in previous years in this city, demonstrated a willful neglect of the queer community in Hamilton, preferring optics over gritty truth, preferring stories of victimization over empowerment, preferring stories of rainbow and glitter over stories of solidarity and strength.

This isn’t just about everyone needing to hit the gym and get ready for a fight. The vast majority of the people who helped drive the haters out of the park didn’t have to throw or receive a single punch. But those people had our backs when we did, and they were brave enough to keep waving their signs, screaming their truths, and waving their tits around in the faces of those assholes. Some people stayed well back and helped hide their signs when we threw them backwards, or helped bandage us up when we needed a medic. Reviewing the footage confirms that it was an unbelievably diverse range of people and tactics that confronted the haters. Shout-outs to the rowdy teenagers who showed so much bravery, to the unmasked people who pulled the haters off of us if we were getting pummelled, and to the Flamingo Mutiny Brigade for once again laying down your epic beats to drown out their nonsense and to keep morale high.

The queer community has too often directed its energies towards state-implemented solutions. More hate crime legislation and more cops aren’t the solution. Queers looking out for each other and building empowerment is the solution and has always been the solution. If the police were at Pride this year, we never would have been able to kick those haters out of the park. The cops would have formed a line between us, protected their “right to free speech,” and arrested any queer who tried to escalate. We would never have been able to rip down their signs, smash their cameras, or push them back more than forty feet from where they tried to protest. As it was, the first thing the police did when they arrived on scene was try to force us to take off our pink masks, which would have exposed us to the far-right and threatened our safety (already some of our friends have been doxed and threatened with intense violence).

More cops at Pride will always mean a more dangerous situation for us. That’s why we can’t let the aftermath of this be about trying to “hold the police accountable” or calling for arrests or protection. They aren’t accountable to us and they aren’t here to protect us. We should never be advocating for them to have more resources or more authority. Ever.

We didn’t need the police to do something. We did something.

And that’s worth more than a hundred half-hearted televised police apologies to the queer community about bathhouse raids and public sex stings and disappeared Trans people and serial killers left to pick us off for years.

Thanks to every one of you who was out there. From the bottom of my heart. The fire we brought that day will stay with me, forever reminding me of what being a proud queer is all about.

15 thoughts on “Hamilton Pride 2019 Reportback”

  1. lift weights, get pads and gloves, practice blitz striking to jaw line, counter and attack.

  2. Much respect for all you lot for standing up to those vile scumbags. However please for your own sake try to get some basic training and protective measures, it’s always good to be able to decrease risk of injury. Once again best wishes and solidarity from UK.

  3. We thought you did a great job holding the line. The black wall you built was fantastic. Good luck in the future.

  4. Great respect in your fight back and the solidarity shown. Fantastic read and report on the day’s event.

  5. I just watched some of the video. How the fuck was that maniac in the red shirt with the body armor allowed to get away with throwing himself at so many people? That guy is a real fucking wild card. I see a bunch of recognizable anarchists, with pink masks and without, and you all better stay safe.

  6. Holy shit! You guys ROCK! May I offer one small piece of advice?
    Judo training. Good for fitness, good for agility, good way to learn to fall and protect yourself and, good way to put an aggressor on the ground… hard. Judo is defense, (Soft art) so it’s good for letting ‘them’ get aggressive before you drop them. Besides, it can be a lot of fun, especially if you have a group you train with.

  7. You have my greatest respect and admiration . I totally agree about the police and I am not surprised about the pride committee’s lack of preparation and cowardice in the face of haters . Pride is nothing but phony beatlemania , co-opted by big business and appropriated by straight people .
    You have set a superb example and I for one intend to follow that .
    Thank you !

  8. I would like to get more involved within the queer community. Thank you for sharing, you have allies.

  9. You’ve raised the bar for what it means to put bodies on the line to protect community. Mad, mad respect.

  10. Just to clarify, PRIDE 2019 in Dunnville was nothing like you described. Our strategy worked to keep the haters outside of the event, behind a fence and ditch. They were out of view (strategically placed ice cream truck) and were drowned out by the amazing resistance drummers. They left with little fanfare or footage. Minimal impact for the short time they attended.

    1. Hey there, I was at Dunnville Pride and I will say that your strategies were great! There was so much effort into protecting Queer and Trans people there. BUT it was also horrible and I will be recovering from that trauma for a long time. Especially when they are talked about detailed sexual assault and my own body. It’s hard to hear, but they were there and it was as described in my experience.

  11. Hey Guys, so much respect for how you handled it all–still reeling from the blatant non-reality told to the media in statements from Pride Committee and the Cops.
    ‘Black Hole’ strategy, so fucking amazing!

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