I think I am completely over this crap. (I say this as somebody who didn't like Jagged Little Pill in Cambridge after the first 20 minutes. My one note: "More shirtless dad," still holds.) I found all the aspects of the telecast lovely for every contingent that showed up on the parade show and did something, executing logistically complicated tasks for our entertainment and respite.
I was also wide-eyed when they showcased contingents from other parades that didn't happen this year because of the pandemic ("Because when somebody has no place to go, you invite them in on Thanksgiving"
including The Mermaid Parade (with Queen Mermaid, Lynn Nottage!) and the Puerto Rican Day Parade and a member of the Big Apple Corp LGBT Marching Band with images o the Stonewall 50 Parade.
In my childhood, in my life, I could never imagine this development, especially after the year we're having and the four years we just had. I mean, to see members of the Wampanoag tribe make a LAND STATEMENT outside of Macy's, this is all symbolic of reflection and progress and growth and evolution, against all odds.
Then to swing by this thread and read the usual merde, well, here's Broadwayworld with its camera... alone.
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