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"Did you hear about Kevin Aviance?" It was a friend from New York City calling me, which always means more now that there's e-mail. Kevin was one of the fiercest things of the ’90s, a club queen with chart-topping dance records, a towering hulk of ferocious, ebony-skinned femininity. Like Eartha Kitt on stilts, but breathier. And bald.

He was famous for never wearing falsies. Now he was in the hospital with a fractured jaw and a useless knee, felled as he left a Manhattan gay bar by six kids shouting "faggot" as they kicked him in the chest. People just stood around and watched.

Every year around Pride I overhear some visitor squealing, "Your Pride here's so political!" and I think, what's the opposite of politics? Advertising? Circuit music? Sex on marijuana truffles? This year when I heard it, I wanted to spin around with my slapping hand out and scream, "Kevin just got gay-bashed, dammit! Everything's political!" But when I turned I saw the person who had said it was smiling. He had a "Queers Bash Back" bumper sticker on his bike bag. He was wearing a T-shirt that read, "It's The Tits."

BABES

Suddenly I was surrounded by munchkins. They were everywhere — in the lobby, on the dance floor, hanging over the balcony railing. "Oh, no," I thought with a pang, "my cocktails are interacting. Better dance it off." I slammed another Stoli Cran and wobbled through the knee-high crowd toward the speakers.

"When I stop the music and yell freeze, everybody freeze!" hollered DJ Sake 1 over "Groove is in the Heart" by Deee-lite. "Freeze!" I looked around again. Dear god, these were children. Even more horrifying, I was at Ruby Skye. It was Saturday afternoon. Obviously my medication wasn't working. I backed slowly off the dance floor before anybody's parents mistook me for a Pampers snacker.

Luckily, the ’rents were too busy mobbing the bar. I had landed at “Baby Loves Disco," the mind-blowing summertime monthly new wave and disco dance party for toddlers ($10 for walkers, free for crawlers). The place was packed with young ’uns running every which way, occasionally chased after by their stumbling progenitors. The club was completely trashed. The music veered from "Celebration" by Kool and the Gang to "Controversy" by Prince, and the whole thing had more than a whiff of bar mitzvah party, but less mature. What's less mature than a bar mitzvah party? Oh yeah, Ruby Skye.

I made my way upstairs to the VIP lounge — why not? To get there, I passed chilluns with pink mohawks, chilluns with sunglasses, chilluns with full-on ’80s-fierce attitude. I entered the dimly lit backroom. There, on a VIP chaise, reclined the most beautiful toddler I'd ever seen. His little fedora was pushed back on his perfectly round head. His leg straddled the chaise's red velvet arm. He may have been smoking an inflatable cigar. For a moment our eyes locked, my being immersed in the crystal clear beam of his unjaded, baby-blue gaze.

"Someday," I realized, "this baby will rule the world."

SUNDAY'S A DRAG Sundays, noon and 3 p.m. Harry Denton's Starlight Room 450 Powell, SF $30 (415) 395-8595 www.harrydenton.com SISSY CLUB First Fridays, 10 p.m.–4 a.m. Deco Lounge 510 Larkin, SF $5 (415) 346-2025 BABY LOVES DISCO July 15 and Aug. 19, 2–5 p.m. Ruby Skye 420 Mason, SF $10 (415) 693-0777 www.babylovesdisco.com

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