YEAAAAH!!!!
There may be hope for this country after all. We’re evolving, as a friend said on Facebook.
Congratulations to all my friends and loved ones whom this ruling affects!
YEAAAAH!!!!
There may be hope for this country after all. We’re evolving, as a friend said on Facebook.
Congratulations to all my friends and loved ones whom this ruling affects!
I had some thoughts while I was vacuuming the house today, an activity that usually stimulates extreme mind wandering (once I had a whole thing about being a crew member on the Enterprise NCC-1701).
Today, my thoughts were less pleasant. This morning, I was reading online about the pending Supreme Court actions, one of which may hopefully be to strike DOMA (Defense of Marriage Act) off the books.
I tried to imagine how we got to the point where we let such a blatantly unconstitutional law become a thing. No matter how I tried to justify it, to see the other side, it just completely baffled me.
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It bothered me so much that I sent the Supreme Court a message on their website—which they probably won’t see, but it made me feel better. How could my words persuade them? What power do they have?
What would I say if any of my elderly or younger relatives asked me to explain this to them? What words would I choose? Maybe it would go something like this:
You see, gay people exist. It’s nature. Has to be, because it shows up in animals. To nature, we’re not that special; we’re just big, bald primates. Other animals (sharks, bears, worms, etc.) can eat us. Some religious people (not all) think that gay people should not exist, that they’re choosing to be sinners and should not be allowed to get married. They think being gay is against God.
Regardless of how you feel about God, Jesus, Buddha, or the Flying Spaghetti Monster, DOMA is unconstitutional. The reasons are very simple.
If you are not legally married, you do not have the legal rights that a married couple has—property, inheritance rights, etc. You are not considered family and cannot visit a critically-ill or dying partner in many hospitals. This can be true whether you are gay, or straight and living with your partner.
What about children? Well, plenty of people have babies without benefit of marriage, and plenty of married heterosexuals are either unable to have kids, or choose not to.
All gay people want is the right to go to the courthouse, like any other adult, taxpaying, U.S. citizen, and get a marriage license with the person they love. That’s it. No one cares what religion anyone belongs to.
Photograph by Elizabeth West
PatioCat has a point here. Hypothetical situation time: let’s say I decided to become a Satanist.
I’m now worshiping Satan. I go to Black Mass regularly. Hey, I’m saying “Hail Satan.” The Devil. The Bad Guy. Fire and brimstone, baby.
While I’m at my little Ritual of Not-God, I meet a man—let’s call him Anton. We date for a while and then decide we want to get married. Yippee.
Let’s now visit my very real high school friend (I’ll call her Zoe). Zoe is a Christian. She plays the piano (beautifully!) at her church. Zoe is gay, and she has a partner I’ll call Bella. They have been together for 17-odd years or so and have legally adopted eight (or maybe it’s nine—I’m not sure) special needs and hard-to-place kids. They are the epitome of what it means to be Christian—they care for others, they give back to their church and community, they love animals, and they are extremely nice people.
Now why is it okay for Anton and me to go to the courthouse and get a marriage license if we don’t even worship God, but it’s not okay for Zoe and Bella, merely because they aren’t heterosexual?
That makes absolutely no sense. Why is this so stupid? Because it’s wrong to use your personal beliefs—which are, as the name implies, personal—to control somebody else’s life?
Even a cat can see that. I sincerely hope the Supreme Court can, as well as the rest of the people in this country. DOMA has to go. I had to write this post today, for my friends and loved ones who are affected by this backward, unlawful edict.
We should all use the power of our words to poke holes in fallacies, to educate and enlighten. We need to do this, not only to help our gay fellows gain the rights they should have, but to keep our own freedoms strong.
Don’t be afraid of knowledge. It is power: not to control, but to stop someone else’s ignorance and bigotry from controlling you. You may think you’re right, but you may actually be wrong. And that’s okay—it leaves you free to learn. That’s why God gave us brains, isn’t it?
UPDATE:
OH MY EFFING GOD LOOK WHAT SOME JACKHOLE DID TO MY CAR!!!!!!!
I DID NOT EVEN GET TO EAT LUNCH!!!!! HERE IS WHY!!!!!!
Yes, I am okay. Yes, poor little Oliver (my car) is fixable. Yes, the guy had insurance.
I was making a left turn on a green arrow and he came through the red light and clipped me. If I had been a second later making my turn, he would have T-boned me and it would have been a LOT worse.
Poor Oliver spun around until I ended up facing back the way I came. I managed to pull off into the corner gas station parking lot (I was only four blocks from home!), and, bawling, called 911. The guy didn’t leave; he pulled into the car lot next door and stuck around until the cop came.
After the cop dealt with me, I went over and got his insurance and the cop talked to him a bit more. While they were doing that, some random woman staggered up to me and began to garble drunkenly at me while I was trying to get my stuff out of the car before the tow truck showed up. Then her equally wasted guy friend came up and started yelling at me. I looked frantically for the cop, and screamed “Come get these people off me!” and he came and rescued me from their horrendous liquor breath. Drunk Lady got into it with him and he took her down on the grass.
Two more cop cars and the tow truck showed up; while the cops were dealing with the two idiots, they boxed in the tow truck and he had to wait. But we were laughing our asses off watching Drunk Lady get busted. Drunk Guy wandered off eventually, and Oliver and I were towed to safety and a body shop. I got a loaner and finally, FINALLY, made it home.
WORST. BIRTHDAY. EVER.
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It’s my birthday! :D
For you on my birthday–
Maru had a birthday recently too!
Have a good day, everyone!
No words today. I got a flu shot yesterday and I feel kind of cruddy.
Someone posted on some website I saw in passing where they asked the following question: If you died in your sleep tonight, how long would it take someone to notice?
For me–I predict a week. Good luck to whoever found me. I think, however, that this is an excellent writing prompt. The odd things you find on the internet. Sheesh.
Check this old school dancing out on this Soul Train clip. There’s something interesting at about 0:40. I think I saw that same move in Gangnam Style, or somewhere else recently. Just goes to show you, everything old is new again!
NO WORDS TODAY ONLY FOOOOOOD

Clockwise from top right: Frodo goblet full of milk, sweet potato patties, mashed potatoes and gravy, ham slice cooked in apricot jam sauce, carrots with butter and dill, crescent rolls.
I made a metric ton of mashed potatoes. I like to do that and make potato patties later. Besides, I had too many potatoes. They don’t keep forever. Probably won’t be doing this again ever. It’s super depressing to cook for yourself on a holiday.
Some things I am thankful for today include:
SWF, 40-ish, scrolling through the local dating site:
1. Do not put a picture of your dog as your photo.
2. Super Mullet!
3. If you’re wearing a ball cap and holding a fish, no.
4. Christ. I’m a woman, not a women.
5. Put your goddamn shirt back on.
6. Who is the bitch in the picture? If it’s your daughter, why is she in your dating photo? Stand on your own. If it’s not your daughter, HELL no.
7. Why do so many men take MySpace pictures of themselves behind the wheel? Unless you’re driving a Lamborghini, I don’t give a shit.
8. I thought the bald head / goatee thing was out. Guess not.
9. A karate stance would be more impressive if you weren’t wearing a dorky fleece jacket and cap, standing in front of a closet door. Grow the hell up.
10. That puppy is cute, but you ain’t.
11. I’m not even looking at your profile if it doesn’t have a picture.
12. You’re not him.
Breakups suck.
Happy Independence Day!
Well, it’s not happy for everyone. Many people are powerless from recent storms, which can be deadly during a massive heat wave like the one we’re experiencing now.
When the weather this hot and dry, wildfires are a real danger too. Check with your community to see if any burn bans have been issued. If so, shooting off fireworks will probably be forbidden. In any case it’s not the smartest thing to do in drought conditions.
Image: John McColgan – Edited by Fir0002 / Wikimedia Commons
Click on this link for tips from the Red Cross on how to stay safe in the heat wave.
Due to some seriously upsetting personal issues, I don’t know when my next post will be. Hopefully I will have something to say, but right now I can’t even think straight or see to type. Sometimes when bad things happen, it disrupts writing. I apologize. Please give me some time. Thank you.
P.S. No, nobody died or is about to, unless broken hearts really can kill you.
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Ray Bradbury, one of the world’s most prolific and influential science fiction writers, is dead at 91.
Rest in peace, Ray. Your childlike enjoyment of stories and whimsy, and your command of language and ideas will be sorely missed.