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with the w business beyond, on youtube, i when stonewall happened, it was categories, really different from anything that happened 50 years later, people think of some wall as not just the beginning of a melting wave of gay politics. what is the beginning gay politics at all? and often people think of it as a beginning of gay like this. we know it, i was there, it's sharon square and tell you that was all this activity. and before you knew it, people were throwing lighter fluid in front of the stone wall. it was what i would imagine the sense of these, the, the french revolution to be light. ah,

why did that more explode that night? a lot of it had to do with who was going there, people of color, drag queens trans people. they were the ones who weren't going to take it anymore. there was a solicitation that nothing would ever be the same again. please ah, me use learn a little girl. she was raised by

a mother. and because they love very much the price to you, i was different from the time i was a small child and i didn't have words for it. i felt those different. i was a tomboy mine. my mother was rather upset boy and my lack of conformity to being a little girl. i don't know too funny. i grew up in the 1950 is not only a midwest which was backward enough but in grand rapids michigan which was twice as backward as the rest of the midwest. the word gay was never use. nobody knew what

that meant except happy through high school, i thought i was the only gay person in the world where the only person like me in the world, even though i was a gay person, i didn't know what that meant. like nobody was out. it was very, very dangerous to come out. you couldn't tell your parents. in fact, i kept hearing stories about people who sent their kids to insane asylums. basically. a button tied a fil is threatening to pervert an entire generation of our american children. do you want your son enticed into the world of homosexuals or your daughter learned into lesbianism? do you want them to lose all chance of a normal, happy married life? me

. i grew up in savannah, georgia. i was definitely part of that post for baby boom generation i was born in 947. i grew up in a completely segregated world. as a southern ju, i belong. i always tell people i belong to for very different and sort of almost self exclusionary groups of people. i grew up southern jewish, gay, and poor. the worst year of my life was when i was 15. i was rebelling against my mother. and i knew at that point that i was queer, and other kids in my high school, some of them has started a what i call a whispering campaign against me. like i couldn't go through the halls about kids saying things either to me or to themselves about me and in towards the

middle of the summer of that 50. and i tried to kill myself. that's pop my stomach and they decided to keep me in the hospital for several days just for observation. and when i got out, i went through this kind of a personal moment. and the pivotal moment was i realized that one. i was never going to allow anyone to drive me to suicide again, not my mother, not the kids at school. no one would drive me to suicide again. and number 2, i would be the person that i had to be no matter what i wasn't. so i got to the university of michigan that i finally met a few other people. and we had to be very careful because they had vice squad, people everywhere trying to identify us and arrest us for being gay.

that's the kind of fear we live with. all the time trying to live a semi normal existence is very difficult. one day i decided to take a walk and try to meet somebody. and from under the trees, all of a sudden a cup came out, grabbed me and asked me what i was doing was i going to queer parties that i know other queer people. and i better give them all the names of the people i knew. i said, no, i'm not going to tell the names of anybody. and he said, trust me, you will regret this. the next morning i was hauled into the dean's office and asked not to re register. so we don't need your kind of people at the university of michigan. oh god, deliver us american from evil. we must make our land the land of the free

a safe home. the when i was in college, it was more like a going in story. coming out story, the very 1st week, i heard a story about 2 women who were in the dorm room and they were, they were making out. and the guy columbia, across the street with binoculars looked in the dorm room and saw them. he reported them and they were expelled. and i was really shocked. i had no idea that this was something that was so terrible and i just never spoke of. i didn't go out was a leg, though, hadn't worn hair. i just kept growing years. i didn't cut it for 4 years, but someone as a senior, it was really quite long. i just tried to look more and more feminine. so i could

pass. so i was quite frightened by this this, that the son the that was the time when i decided i had heard from a number of people that new york was more open. that things could happen there. and i decided to move to new york. i decided i am going to be this thing. i'll be an outlaw, natalie, ill, whatever you want to call me, but this is who i am. so unlike a lot of people, i try to be out as much as i could, wherever i was. i rubbed in new york in august of 956, exactly one month before my 19th birthday and i arrived here with no money. no family, no education. i mean, i just,

i had really zip out. i immediately discovered what gay life was like in new york. and at that point i described, it was like book, like joining a private club. greenwich village was very gay. on one hand, it was also very tense on the other hand, because if you wanted to got to hurt us, the village is really a great place to do. i had a friend who was beaten up very badly by some kids from out of town. i took him to the precinct and they laughed at him. this is what you get. and that was the atmosphere leading up to stonewall news. news. i started new,

i believe in 1067. i became involved early on with this small small group called the student homo file, big the new student, homer. finally, i've been left in the sort of prenatally ah, there's been sustain gay, political organizing, starting with a group called a magazine society found in california in the early fifties. also the daughter of a lead us, the lesbian organization. those for the 2 main groups, there were other groups around the country. they provided a lot of social services to gay people who had been devastated by anti gay policing . and they did develop a, the infrastructure of a gay political movement in the years before the gay liberation movement was born

and the wake of stone wall. i was not involved in the home phone game movement. because i had gone to some meetings of the daughters of belie this, which was a homophobe organization for women. and i found them to be too conservative for my taste. i discovered that lesbians were in the village, so i went to the village. and in the beginning, i often would follow women, i thought were likely prospects. i called them i said to lesbian, so i would walk around discreetly. i asked them in the hopes that they would go into a lesbian bar. and i could find a lesbian bar because i was too shy to walk up to you couldn't walk up to someone say hi, are you? what was it? think of elizabeth, but eventually somehow i found out about

a couple of bars. there was the stone pony. there was cooking on west 14th street, and all these bars were on by organized crime, by the, by a group called the genovese crime family. and this is because it was illegal to serve drinks more or less to homosexuals because we were criminals. every bar that sort of gave people had to pay off the local, the trauma to make sure that he didn't report case. there was superiors. and most far as for either own directly by the mom or had to pay off the mob as well. because only the mob was strong enough to provide protection higher up. and the other danger of course, was the police came in to rate. you had to have 3 pieces of women's closing. i would check myself in the mirror before going to make sure that i was wearing women's closing. you had to count because if the police came in,

they would put you aside. if they thought you didn't have women's clothing on, they would have a female officer take you into the restroom and strip you. and if you did any touching of another man, you could be sense person for a long time. the . 6 literally tens of thousands of men had been arrested in new york for homosexual solicitation between the 1900 twenty's from the 1960 s ah, in. there were several bars at that time and people might make the rounds one to the other. people like to end up at stonewall 1st of all, the drinks weren't watered down as much as some other places. and the people were

generally a young, very vicious crowd that was kind of like a little vestibule that you'd walk through where you'd be scrutinized by a bouncer. and then beyond the bar, there was a, the dance area and had a, a ra, concrete floor that often had water on the floor. like when it rain, what would pour into the bar? it was really pretty dank. it was an awful place. i mean, i have no sentimentality towards the place. the good thing about it was that you could dance there. why did that bar explode that night? a lot of it had to do with who was going there. the st. kids, people of color, gender queers, were accustomed to being harassed by the police, and accustomed to fighting back in the streets. these people were not going to take it. they had little to lose. a lot of them were not able to hide because of who

they were and they fought back very briefly.