A quick rerun today because I left everything I have on hand to photograph or scan at home, because I am the smartest. I was planning to pull a few drawings out of the archives in honour of Pride, anyway, and Marsha P. Johnson is an excellent reminder that if your activism doesn’t embrace people of colour, trans people, and sex workers, you suck.
I thought Ms. Johnson would have liked to be remembered in glorious froth and feathers, colourful as all hell and looking fabulous.