A lesbian mom who believes that Hell is just a nice place to reconnect with old friends.
New day
11.05.2008
It's a new day, with a new president. I was watching the coverage last night, holding my breath. Would McCain't try and pull a fast one like Bush the Stupider did in 2000? Would we go to bed not knowing the outcome? The margins were looking promising, but the past 8 years have done nothing to assuage my fears. My mom couldn't even watch for fear that she would somehow jinx it. I held my breath as the West Coast polls closed and then saw the projected results. And I'm not ashamed to say this - I cried.
I cried tears of joy because finally it seems our country hasn't lost its fucking mind. I cried because our son (and all sons and daughters) will grow up knowing that he can be whatever he wants to be. I cried for all the people who felt disenfranchised, downtrodden and just plain broken by our government.
For once, my mental jukebox has served up the perfect song for the occasion:
It's a new dawn, it's a new day, it's a new life for all of us. Happy day, all.
The big Prop 8 rally/protest had helicopters circling here for hours. It makes me hopeful that Schwarzenegger will make good on his promise to veto. Fingers crossed!
Whatever is a cruel wrong, Whatever is unjust, The honest years that speed along Will trample in the dust... -- Ella Wheeler Wilcox, It All Will Come Out Right.
If you picture everything the Catholics say you should be, and then reverse damn near all of it, you'll have a good idea what I'm all about.
I can be loving and a pain in the ass, all in the same breath (it's my special talent). I have strong opinions, but am willing to listen to others. If you want to discuss politics or religion, finance or pop culture, .
