In a move that's simultaneously baffling and breathtakingly tone-deaf, State Representative Bartholomew Bigglesworth, the man behind the controversial 'Traditional Values' bill (which, among other things, would ban drag queens from reading to children and replace all public park benches with uncomfortable, straight-backed ones), was spotted at the annual Pride Parade not just attending, but *owning* it.

Eyewitnesses report Bigglesworth performing an electric slide with the ferocity of a thousand suns, his enthusiasm surpassing even that of the drag queens sporting ten-inch heels and even more fabulous wigs. He reportedly yelled, "Yas queen!" at least 37 times (a figure independently verified by a team of highly-trained queer mathematicians), and attempted to ‘vogue’ – although sources suggest it resembled a startled flamingo more than anything else.

"It was truly something to behold," said local activist, Tiffany Sparklebottom. "I mean, the man practically invented the term 'homophobic,' and yet, there he was, shimmying like he was auditioning for RuPaul's Drag Race. He even gave my chihuahua, Beyoncé, a kiss on the head. The hypocrisy was almost… aesthetically pleasing."

Bigglesworth’s campaign manager, Brenda, attributed his enthusiastic participation to an unexpected bout of “enlightenment” brought on by a particularly potent batch of kale smoothies and a sudden, overwhelming realization that ‘Love is Love.’ This statement was met with equal parts skepticism and horrified amusement.

While many speculate Bigglesworth might be employing a controversial ‘bait-and-switch’ political strategy involving rainbows and maximalist sequin embellishments, others suspect a far simpler explanation: he just really loves a good party. Regardless, the sight of Bigglesworth simultaneously advocating for the erasure of LGBTQ+ rights while engaging in a full-body commitment to Pride is expected to become a defining meme of the year, and a reminder that even the most staunchly homophobic politician can occasionally succumb to the siren song of glitter and fabulousness. This week's 'woke' takeaway? Even your worst nightmare can't resist a really good beat.