![]() To get to Simply Blue’s curved bar and large dance floor, patrons had to climb a long flight of stairs and go through a security pat-down. The very existence of the place posed an answer of sorts to the claim of homophobes that there was something un-African about being black and gay. The age range was wide, class lines were smudged, and there was a symphony of languages. The club was a collecting spot for Africa’s gay diaspora, and its patrons came from every part of the continent. It was always a revelation to spend an evening at Simply Blue. When word began to whip around the world that the Ugandan parliament would take up a bill making lesbian or gay sex a capital crime, my thoughts went first to a nightclub I frequented when I lived in Johannesburg, South Africa, a few years ago.
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