We've not quite reached our rainbow's end
On Pride weekend, it looks like the battles have all been won, says Donal Lynch, but Irish gay people are survivors, not winners
The rainbow, aside from being the symbol of the gay community, also signifies a happy ending. And for the past two years, the dominant narrative in Ireland has been that gay people have reached their crock of gold.
After millennia of DUP-style disapproval, we have recently become almost Scandinavian in our LGBT friendliness. The marriage referendum was handily passed, we got our second gay cabinet minister, our first gay Taoiseach. The public pushed the Panti movie to the top of the box office charts and with only slight irony she could call herself the Queen of Ireland. We had a gay traveller on Big Brother.
The Pride parade, which took place yesterday, has morphed from protest march into corporate sponsored pageant, indistinguishable from Paddy's Day or any other sanctioned day of drinking. Even the roughest of inner city pubs will have a rainbow flag fluttering outside them this weekend.