Saturday night was mardi gras in Sydney. That's the big gay pride day in this town. There's a huge parade, watched by a crowd that always numbers in the hundreds of thousands. At least half of the viewers in the crowd are young, straight people who probably don't have one single gay friend and don't really know anything about the people or the lifestyle or the politics. But even so, it does feel like a night of unity, when unimaginable things become possible. I watched the show then went and drank in a bar on Oxford Street until 3 in the morning.