Homo Nest Raided, Queen Bees Are Stinging Mad
Reprinted from "The New York Daily News," July 6, 1969
By JERRY LISKER
She sat there with her legs crossed, the lashes of her mascara-coated eyes
beating like the wings of a hummingbird. She was angry. She was so upset she
hadn't bothered to shave.
A day old stubble was beginning to push through the pancake makeup. She was a
he. A queen of Christopher Street.
Last weekend the queens had turned commandos and stood bra strap to bra strap
against an invasion of the helmeted Tactical Patrol Force. The elite police
squad had shut down one of their private gay clubs, the Stonewall Inn at 57
Christopher St., in the heart of a three-block homosexual community in
Greenwich Village. Queen Power reared its bleached blonde head in revolt.
New York City experienced its first homosexual riot.
"We may have lost the battle, sweets, but the war is far from over," lisped an
unofficial lady-in-waiting from the court of the Queens.
"We've had all we can take from the Gestapo," the spokesman, or spokeswoman,
continued. "We're putting our foot down once and for all. "The foot wore a
spiked heel.
According to reports, the Stonewall Inn, a two-story structure with a sand
pained brick and opaque glass facade, was a mecca for the homosexual element
in the village who wanted nothing but a private little place where they could
congregate, drink, dance and do whatever little girls do when they get together.
The thick glass shut out the outside world of the street. Inside, the Stonewall
bathed in wild, bright psychedelic lights, while the patrons writhed to the
sounds of a juke box on a square dance floor surrounded by booths and table.
The bar did a good business and the waiters, or waitresses, were always kept
busy, as they snaked their way around the dancing customers to the booths and
tables. For nearly two years, peace and tranquility reigned supreme for the
Alice in Wonderland clientele.
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