In November 2018, I moved from New York City to New Orleans—just in time to experience my first Mardi Gras. I quickly discovered it’s not simply a day of revelry but a whole Carnival season of parades, from the Epiphany on 6 January to Mardi Gras itself (this year falling on 5 March), each providing ample opportunity for creative, and often dramatic, expression. In fact, there is so much public entertainment to be had by just stepping out your front door that it can be difficult to draw a paying audience to a traditional theatre performance. While initially I was simply observing the parades, I soon found myself participating in them, which stirred up familiar feelings of protest marches. As I contemplated the Venn diagram of parades and protests, I began to notice their overwhelming similarities: they’re both about people bringing their convictions to the streets, expressing emotion in the most democratic form of public spectacle possible. Both require putting one’s body on the line, and both provide collective catharsis.
I also started noticing how the New Orleanian’s right to parade feels as sacrosanct as their right to political protest. At a construction site in my neighborhood, I saw “power to the parades” scrawled in graffiti across a backhoe. Catholic protestors in matching T-shirts filled an intersection in the French Quarter during the Eris parade, objecting to the revelers’ queerness and decadence proudly on display. Puppets, stilt-walkers, and percussion all make frequent appearances in both forms of procession. Paraders use the same language of “taking to the streets” as protestors do, laughing at cars that make the mistake of trying to drive through an unofficial parade route. And while the city furnishes police escorts and barricades for the official parades of Mardi Gras, the same as they would for any registered protest march, local culture accords the same respect to unofficial parades: stopping traffic, stepping out of the way. At an anti-Trump march in January, a friend commented she was amused by people who “spectate” at protests, having become so accustomed to local parade culture of joining right in when a crowd of like-minded people rolls through the street.
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