Q: “Happy Pride, motherfuckers!,” at which juncture this recent arrival set about walloping the three of them, shredding their Perrys, smashing their sunglasses, and sending two of the three into a hasty retreat. Think the three of you can take one middle-aged faggot? A: We’re just hanging out, man. Q: Oh, you some Proud Boys? I heard y’all were tough. The main course arrived shortly, a passerby who noticed their outfits and engaged the so-called Proud Boys in a brief Q&A. Alas, the smiles were soon to leave their faces, for the milkshake was only the hors d’oeuvre. Like all Pride weekend attendees, the Proud Boys were excited that their outfits were getting attention, and posed for a pic showing themselves splattered.
targeted to the nanometer.”Īt this point some of the customers sitting at the tacqueria were jeering the Proud Boys. Bystanders describe the milkshake as “arriving as from a laser-guided cannon… nearly supersonic velocity…. Rumors are this cyclist was in fact Saints quarterback Drew Brees, because the motherfucker launched that milkshake, hit the Proud Boys and splattered the shit perfectly without ever dipping under 20mph.
A few different people heeded the call and showed up.įirst, a comrade who happened to be doing some Soros-funded overtime nearby sacrificed nearly eight dollars to buy a milkshake from a heinously overpriced yuppie business, following which they conducted a precision ride-by milkshaking. In this case, a local gay furry brunching nearby noticed the Proud Boys, didn’t feel up to confronting them personally but snapped a pic and sent it to members of a local antifascist organizing network, who rebroadcast it within THEIR networks. It’s an example of how well-woven community defense works. The result? The so-called Proud Boys being: While these valorous hanky-code hooligans faced down an actual armored military vehicle covered in cops and rainbow flags, a different drama was blossoming in New Orleans’ Central Business District, where three so-called “Proud Boys” were spotted in their little costumes posted up not far from a downtown fusion tacqueria. Weighed down by bloated corporate sponsor floats that couldn’t turn French Quarter corners, it was further delayed by queer commies who blocked its path to conduct a speakout about the evils of police and the necessity for queer rebellion.
New Orleans’ official Pride Parade had some trouble getting rolling this weekend. Report from New Orleans, Louisiana about rebellious antifascist and anti-police actions which took place during Pride celebrations.