A while back, I mentioned a certain performance artist who's carving out his own unique career on the streets of Atlanta. Since then, several people have spoken to my person to say that they, too, have seen the mysterious cross-dresser known as Baton Bob. Needless to say, I had no idea the caliber of celebrity I was dealing with.
Here is a hero with conviction, political consciousness, and a fashion sense that can only be described as "fabulous". He's even got his own yahoogroup. One might even say Bob marches to the beat of his own drummer.
It's easy to make fun of a middle-aged black man in a pink leotard, but when Bob is gone, who will pick up his baton and carry on? I'm putting money on Flagboy.
Posted by aokie at July 22, 2005 07:44 PM | TrackBackOh, Abe, you just had to go and mention Flagboy, didn't you? I'll have you know, I marched with the Original Flagboy, the one that inspired the entire stadium at the '96 Tech/UGA game to chant "flagboy" so loud that we couldn't even hear the band when we were on the field. And that 'Nique article is quite interesting-- flag twirling isn't girly? Well, sure, I did sustain my fair share of injuries-- a concussion and 6 years of tendonitis among them-- but I did that while wearing spandex, pointing my toes, and flexing my jazz hands-- so I'm not going to put it in the same league as tackle football.
Posted by: sarah at July 25, 2005 10:11 AM