Thursday, June 05, 2008
Girlfriends, gay rights and RFK
So my friend Chella got an awesome review for her zines, which are basically an answer to male-dominated, self-hating propaganda about the female reproductive system...check it out.
Chella (as she is known to her zine friends) is one of these people who has known me since I was a complete and utter bitch, and loves me (I think) still.
I wanted to post about her for quite some time now, because she and Sarah are getting married on the 21st - because although she's American, they're in England and they can - and people, the fucking sky isn't falling because of it!
I was proud to be a Californian (albeit a transplanted one who was born in the Midwest) this week when my home state told attorneys general (all GOP fuckheads, mind you) to stuff it and went ahead and kept their very sensible ruling that two people who are in love and want to commit to some kind of legally binding agreement should be allowed to do so.
Take that, homophobic separatist GOP motherfuckers!
It's also been a day to reflect because one of my personal heroes, Robert F. Kennedy, was killed 40 years ago today.
Think about how many people are saying Obama is inexperienced - did you know that during his run for the presidency, RFK was just 42? I wonder, would he be sneered at today? Would he be dismissed as being part of a political dynasty, as some have said about Hillary Clinton?
If experience were the most motivating factor, it'd make sense to vote in Cheney/Satan 08!
Does it count for nothing that a person has the ability to make people hope, to dream, to unite?
It is beyond sad when I think about how the country could have been different - really, really different - if we'd had RFK instead of Nixon, and ANYONE instead of Bush.
It's so hard to think about what and whom we might not have lost during that and the current administration.
In times of crisis, why is the first casualty always common sense?