Announcing New York City’s 41st Annual April Fools’ Day Parade!

It’s time for New York City’s 41st Annual April Fools’ Day Parade, April 1, 2026

“What’s Real and What’s Not”

Everyone is invited!
Read the full announcement here
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Assembly:
Grand Army Plaza at 5th Avenue and 59th Street in Manhattan at 12:00 Noon, Wednesday, April 1, 2026

Route:
South on 5th Avenue (with a brief pause in front of Trump Tower)

Final Destination:
Washington Square Park (soon to be renamed Trump Square Park and turned into a miniature golf course), site of the traditional coronation of the King or Queen of Fools–possibly for the last time–as rumors persist that democratic elections may soon be retired.

Contact:
Joey Skaggs, Committee Chair, 212-254-7878, info@joeyskaggs.com
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Full Announcement:
http://aprilfoolsdayparade.com 
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Dance Liberation Front Declares Victory against NYC’s Anti-Fun Cabaret Law

Kudos to Rev Jen, Robert Prichard, Faceboy and everyone who contributed to this great act of civil disobedience in New York City!


Long Before Cabaret Law Repeal, “˜Dance Commandos” Boogied for Justice
by Rev Jen
Chelsea Now
November 20, 2017

At the “Robot Dance Protest” at Federal Hall back in the early days of the Dance Liberation Front, from left, patriots John Foster, Rev. Jen, and Faceboy. Photo courtesy Rev. Jen.

It”s time for a victory dance! After 91 years, New York”s archaic Cabaret Law has been repealed in a 41-to-1 vote. So put on your dancin” shoes, wave your hands in the air like you just don”t care, head to your favorite watering hole, and shake your booty clean off. (We have to wait until 30 days until after de Blasio signs off on the legislation, but it”s never too early to practice your moves at home.)

This victory holds a special space in my heart, as I have been working on the law”s repeal since 1998 when I formed the Dance Liberation Front (DLF), along with fellow Art Stars Robert Prichard and Faceboy.

It all started one morning when I bumped into Robert Prichard, the proprietor of the now-defunct Surf Reality (172 Allen St., btw. Stanton & Rivington Sts.). He told me that the previous evening, Baby Jupiter, a nearby club where I performed every Monday, was busted because their customers had been dancing.

I wasn”t sure I”d heard him correctly.

“Dancing?” I asked.

Rob explained that in order to crack down on nightlife, Giuliani had dusted off a regulation from the 1920s called the “Cabaret Law,” which states that more than four people dancing in an unlicensed venue serving alcohol is illegal. Out of the thousands of bars in New York City, only a handful of the most well-financed clubs were able to obtain the dancing license.

It took a minute to process the Kafkaesque concept: Dancing was illegal in “Fun City.”

Rob suggested we create a group “” the DLF “” to bring to light the heinous crime Guiliani”s nightlife task force was perpetrating on the public. Read the rest of this story here.

What’s the Deal With Donald Trump’s Central Park Headstone?

The NYT reveals the back story behind a morbid and mysterious piece of public art targeting the media’s favorite real-estate developer.


“Trump Headstone in Central Park: Mystery Solved”
by Michael Wilson
The New York Times
May 9, 2016

TrumpHeadstoneIt was a headstone “” a full-size, 420-pound hunk of Vermont granite that would blend in nicely in any of New York City”s cemeteries. But it stood out here, in Sheep Meadow, with a name etched on its face of a man very much among the living.

“TRUMP,” read the headstone, and below that, “Donald J.” The date of birth read 1946. The date of death was blank. Below that was carved an epitaph: “Made America Hate Again.”

It was March 27. Passers-by took pictures that made the viral rounds.

“This is morbid but hilarious,” one commenter posted on Instagram.

“This made my day lol,” another wrote.

Frank Cassara, 70, a third-generation monument dealer in South Slope, Brooklyn, saw the headstone on the evening news, and said five words. Four of them were printable: “I don”t believe it.”

His son, Michael, the fourth generation, said four words, three of which were, “What a moron.”

They knew that headstone well. They had made it. Full story here.