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On August 5, 1969, the Atlanta Police Department led a police raid on a screening of the film Lonesome Cowboys at a movie theater in Atlanta, Georgia, United States. The raid targeted members of the city's LGBT community, and the aftermath of the raid let to the creation of the Georgia Gay Liberation Front and an increased push for gay liberation in the area. The event has been compared to the Stonewall riots, which occurred a little over a month before the raid. Atlanta Pride, one of the largest pride parades in the United States, was started in part as a response to the raid.

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Lonesome Cowboys was a 1968 underground film directed by Andy Warhol that satirized westerns. According to historians Harry M. Benshoff and Sean Griffin, the movie, featuring "sexy cowboys and a cross-dressing sheriff", "explore[d] and exploit[ed] homosocial-homosexual boundaries".[1] A 2021 article in The Emory Wheel stated that the film was "known for featuring same-sex attraction",[2] and it depicted gay sex.[3] While the movie was given a positive review by the LGBT-interest magazine The Advocate, it was critically attacked by many critics for its homosexual elements. Additionally, controversy surrounded both the production and release of the film, as the Federal Bureau of Investigation had monitored both the production and San Francisco premiere, thinking that the film was a national security risk. In London, an entire audience was arrested during a screening of the film.[1] The movie came out during a time when, according to the journal Southern Spaces, there was "continuing public anxiety over and regulation of sex and sexuality, including censorship in print and visual media."[4] A year after the movie's release, the Stonewall riots occurred in New York City. This event is credited with ushering in a new era in the LGBT rights movement, one which saw a more radical approach in the form of gay liberation.[3][4]

At the start of August 1969, Lonesome Cowboys was airing nightly at the Ansley Mall Mini-Cinema, a movie theater in Atlanta.[4] Located in Ansley Park, near the gay neighborhood of Midtown Atlanta, the theater was known for showing indie films and catered to the area's gay community.[5] The night of August 5, just six weeks after the Stonewall riots, the Atlanta Police Department led a police raid on the theater.[3] According to The Atlanta Journal, the police's motives were both to prosecute a violation of obscenity law as well as to identify homosexuals at the screening.[4] The bust happened approximately 15 minutes into the movie and involved 10 police officers, with 3 blocking exits to prevent audience members from getting out.[5] The release print was seized and the theater's manager arrested. Additionally, almost all of the approximately 70 audience members were photographed by the police.[4] Many were also harassed and eventually arrested.[3] Charges against those arrested included public indecency and drug possession,[2] and in an interview later given by the Atlanta Chief of Police to The Atlanta Journal-Constitution, he stated that the raid targeted "known homosexuals".[5]

In a 2019 interview with Smithsonian, Abby Drue, an LGBT activist who had been present at the raid, stated that "I truly believe the Lonesome Cowboys raid was the spark that ignited the Atlanta homosexual population." The same article goes on to state that "[w]hile Stonewall is credited with ushering in a more radical era of LGBTQ politics, many early activists saw the raid at the Ansley theater as their galvanizing moment". That article called the event "The Stonewall of the South that History Forgot" and compared the event to other "gay liberation events" throughout the country, such as the UpStairs Lounge arson attack in New Orleans and the Dewey's sit-ins in Philadelphia.[5] Speaking about the raid in a 2019 article, Georgia Public Broadcasting stated that "...Stonewall, when it happened, had little effect on gay life in the South. It was another raid, a little more than a month later, that sparked outrage and galvanized Atlanta's LGBT communities."[8]

"Where are we in this world today? It's not the biggest issue at hand, but for me it was the only issue because there was so much of it. I mean, [Benedict] Cumberbatch never got out of his fucking chaps," Elliott said. He had two pairs of chaps, a wooly pair and a leather pair. Every time he'd walk in from somewhere, he never was on a horse, maybe once, he'd walk into the fucking house, storm up the fucking stairs, go lay on his bed in his chaps and play his banjo. It was like, what the fuck? Where's the Western in this Western?"

The 3 young cowboys sat around the campfire, drinking coffee and smoking. There was Jesse, the oldest at 28. His parents had been killed by Indians and they'd taken him on at the Flying Arrow Ranch. He'd been working at the ranch since he was 11 and when he'd reached 18, he became a regular ranch hand.

The last cowboy was Milo. Milo was 19 and had just been hired a year ago. He was a happy, friendly guy, always willing to help out others, usually with a smile and a quiet laugh. Like the rest of them, he was tough and calloused and handled his horse well. In addition to that, Milo was also lean and sexy and was one of the best looking cowboys on the ranch.

The 3 cowboys continued sitting around smoking, talking quietly and listening to the singing of the coyotes out on the range. When they were sure Joey was asleep, the 2nd part of Joey's birthday 'present' became the subject of conversation.

"Here's what we'll do, boys! First, we'll go over to Joey and wake him up and I'll explain to him what's going to happen. I'll want you two to be ready in case he tries to run. When I tell you to strip him, take all of his clothes off."

"Provided he agrees, the two of you will lay him ass up on the bedroll and hold him down, while I grease him. After I mount him, you'll both let go and I'll ride him. Once he realizes he's going to get his ass fucked no matter what he does, I'll give him a proper fucking. Since Jake had the next longest straw, he'll go next and should have his dick greased and hard. As soon as I cum and pull out, he'll replace me and so on."

Now it was Jake's turn. Jake was short, stocky and powerful. His cock, while only about 6.5" was very thick. He stripped off his clothes, applied some dick grease to his rod and then pumped it until it was good and hard. He was really looking forward to fucking this young kid. He'd never fucked anyone under 20 before and he figured it was about time.

Jake went on, "I like to look a guy in the eyes when I fuck him, Joey. I want to see what he's feeling and I want him to see me while I'm fucking him. It's a extra turn on for both of us. I think you'll like it.

The trip heightens the boys' sexual appetites. The Marine gazes down at the urchin face of the boy at his feet. "Eat it, boy," Hassan growls. "Eat that soldier's hunk of meat." In the other room Jason lies writhing on his back as the young gypsy rides him, "whooping in triumph, his arm raised like a cowboy on a bucking stallion." And the twins meet two breathtaking new boys. "It was like ...

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I had a vague recollection that the movie was based on a book so I googled it this morning, while still lying in bed in my nice fucking life, the dog nestled between us and calm, and I learned it was originally a short story by Annie Proulx, published in The New Yorker in 1997, so I spent an hour reading it and have spent all the hours of the day since then just gobsmacked, just sort of in a daze, the kind of feeling you have when you read really good short fiction. It makes me want to write but it also makes me want to just sit and think. I tell my students that thinking is part of writing, so.

Last night I watched Brokeback Mountain for the first time ever, and fucking hell I was not prepared! I\u2019m not a big movie person so I haven\u2019t seen a lot of classics, and while you\u2019d think the general vibe of \u201Cgay\u201D and \u201Csad\u201D and \u201Ccowboys\u201D and \u201Cmountains\u201D would\u2019ve convinced me to make an exception for this film, you would be wrong.

Parker and I have enacted a \u201Cno take out\u201D January after assessing that we were spending way too much money on delivery, especially considering we both really love to cook and we\u2019re both really competent at making food that tastes delicious, but I still wanted Saturday night to feel \u201Cspecial\u201D so we made cheeseburgers and fries for dinner last night (with homemade hamburger buns that were really mini challah rolls, made intentionally when we baked challah for Shabbat the day before) and then she turned on the football for a while because she\u2019s committed to \u201Cgetting into football\u201D as her only new year\u2019s resolution (lol), and our tiny dog whined and whined until we both got cozy on the sofa in the same room (he truly hates it when we are not in the same room, he darts to and fro between us on these occasions, and I imagine him thinking \u201Cthese dykes! Why won\u2019t they just get together in the same room, preferably on a soft surface, so I can relax for once in my life!!! And who doesn\u2019t want to sit on a comfy sofa all together, just the three of us, is that so much to ask?!?!\u201D to which I say, fair point), and then the football game ended and Parker was like \u201CI want to watch Brokeback Mountain,\u201D which is really unlike her because she shares my general disinterest for movies, and I shrugged and said okay and kept working on our wedding registry on my laptop, and then a few scenes into the movie I had to admit I was transfixed, and then a little while later I said, \u201CDoes someone die in this movie?\u201D and she said, \u201CI don\u2019t remember, I really don\u2019t, I haven\u2019t seen it in so long,\u201D but it seemed sort of inevitable, and then yeah, by the end we were both crying. That\u2019s an understatement. I went to bed feeling really sad and confused, like grateful that it\u2019s 2023 and I live in Portland in a house with my future wife and it\u2019s okay, and also like, what the fuck, why are people hateful, why do people still hate gay people, why couldn\u2019t Ennis and Jack just have a nice fucking life together, what the fuck. 041b061a72


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