It’s that didactic time of year again, when ‘pride’ is plastered everywhere, along with serried ranks of prideful flags. Banks, supermarkets, the police, the MoD, and post boxes are loud and proud to tell us how much they proudly and outly and virtuously support Pride.
Pride is so compulsory nowadays that it’s difficult to remember what pride was supposed to be an antidote to. What was it again? Don’t tell me. It will come to me…
Ah, yes, that’s right. Shame.