I’ve decided I’m only going to post on THE PHOTO BLOG this week. I have a ton of photos that I’ve edited and want to share.
And I’m sick of the sound of my own voice.
After the excitement of President-Elect Obama settled a bit I was horrified at the developments in CA and several other states. The rights of gay Americans have been screwed with yet again. It feels like one step forward, two steps back.
My anger and disappointment regarding these events comes from several places –
People who are so bigoted, or naïve or ignorant or bullied by their church that they could vote to deny someone the same rights they have
Organized religions pouring tons of money into smear campaigns – campaigns of hate and ignorance and fear – I guess all the children in the world are fed and clothed and healthy – so they have money to spare to do their idea of God’s work.
President-Elect Obama’s lukewarm stand on gay rights. He does not support gay marriage and that disappoints me. I can guess at his reasons but I’ll leave that for another day.
Obama supporters have been overwhelmingly silent on this matter
In my mind progress for one without progress for all is not good enough.
Please click on the HRC logo on my sidebar and check out the issues for yourself and how you can help.
I also came across a site that is hosting ‘Let Freedom Ring’ – you can check it out HERE. Read some of the stories on the linked blogs and perhaps you too will get a sense of how Prop 8 and the other amendments affect real people.
I know for a fact that had my Uncle Lee been straight he would have been given custody of me when I was a child and my life, certainly my childhood, would have been decidedly better.
And that was 50 years ago!!
And here we are today.
I struggled this weekend with my decision not to take part in ‘Let Freedom Ring’ and I’m still not sure I made the right decision.
I think ‘Let Freedom Ring’ is a brilliant exercise in community support and a powerful exhibition of justified outrage.
I also think it will offend some.
Normally I don’t give a shit but I’m trying out the restraint that our President-Elect shows in the face of hate and ignorance. Of course it’s easy for me in this case since I am not directly affected.
As I traveled the internet visiting Peace Posts I couldn’t help but notice election related posts, the events were but a day apart.
And some of the election posts, even a few of the peace posts, pissed me off and made me sad.
There were posts carrying on about how we’re not “safe” anymore
Posts about socialism written by people who had clearly never looked up the word or listened to President-Elect Obama
As I visited friends I saw comments from some of the same people who have been attacking President-Elect Obama since the day he began his campaign.
I’m not talking about people who disagree on policy.
I’m talking about people who clearly are racist. They may not think they are, they may not be the kind of people who would burn a cross on your lawn. But they are racists none the less.
The way they refer to Obama supporters as though we are all unemployed, welfare cheats.
The way they blithely dismiss the historical impact of 1 out of 44 Presidents being someone other that a white male.
The way they mock community work and enthusiastic political involvement. One blog referred to it as “drinking the Kool-Aid”.
And you can clearly sense their outrage and their discomfort with the fact that people not like them were organized enough to get a President elected. That just kills them. And they’re ugly about it.
And so I want to respond in kind. I want to call a racist a racist. I want to call a fat comfortable white person out on their assumptions.
I also want to ask what the fuck they think has been going on for 8 years. Who the hell got us where we are now? But I stop.
And I stop because I want to show the same level of restraint that President-Elect Obama manages to show in the face of hate and ignorance.
And I stop because there are people in blog-land who are trying a different way. And I respect and care about those people. People on both sides of the issues. People like Ralph and Patti. People like Bond. People like Travis.
So I need to decide how to say what needs to be said.
I need to decide whether my decision regarding ‘Let Freedom Ring’ was the more mature, unifying me. Or the tired copping out me.
But at this moment I am sick of the sound of my own voice.
So visit the pretty photos over at the Photo Blog. And visit your own heart as well.