STFU

What a sad day for California. I am SO over this state. And hate.

Why cant we live together - Sade

Go Moonbeam!!

A Most Unique Official Governor's Portrait Of Jerry Brown, by artist Don Bachardy

Way back in 1974, before many relocated themselves to this now-crowded and abused state, California's present Attorney General was elected Governor. His father, Pat Brown governed California for most of the 1960's.

But Jerry Brown was not your average governor. He opposed the Vietnam war, supported migrant laborers, and fought big oil before it was cool. He chose to live in an apartment near the state capitol, and never moved into the governor's mansion. He dated Linda Ronstadt, and appointed poet Gary Snyder to California's art council. Many governmental stuffed shirts found him odd, which he was. Conservatives decided that he was so odd, they labeled him "Governor Moonbeam." Jerry Brown was also the mayor of Oakland, in between being our governor and attorney general. He lost several bids for the presidency. He made some bad decisions and shady deals. In other words, typical politics.

Yesterday, I fell in love with Jerry all over again. He stepped up and stood up to Proposition 8, and seeks to overturn it! It was anticipated that he would go along with the November 4th decision, and instead he blew everyone's minds. Repeat after me: "Life, Liberty and the Pursuit of Happiness." Thanks, Moonbeam. Brown asks state's high court to overturn Prop 8

Walking on the Moon - The Police

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K.O. On Prop 8

Define Family

My San Francisco Family/December 1982

What is it about marriage? Some straight people believe that they own this alleged sacrament. Why is that? To me, it's an official declaration of love and devotion. I've attempted it and failed miserably. Still, I did get to experience the gift of my wonder-kids because of those unions. Or in spite of it? Because making and having the kids was the fun, amazing part. It would have been no less amazing had I not consented to taking those vows of forever love. We would still have been a family.

Anyway, just because I am not a fan of governmentally legitimized fucking, I still want my friends and family members to be allowed to love the person they chose to love. That's what all this whole thing is about...L O V E. The people that voted for and passed Prop 8 think they own love and commitment. Actually, they are hate-filled creeps.

The man and I have no annoying urge to marry- even after almost a decade of connubial relations. I can honestly say that I will continue to pass on the whole marriage thing-especially now that this state of my birth has decided to officially exclude an entire group of it's citizens from the same rights my partner and I are entitled to. Hey, until divorce rates for straight marrieds dip below the 80% failure mark... don't you dare tell me that marriage exists for you alone.

Prop 8 is a giant step backwards.Which makes the historic breakthrough victory on Tuesday feel truly bittersweet. It adversely affects loving families all over this state and country. And I'm angry when I am (again) reminded how far we have to go. Because their god told them to hate? Chalk up another one for your god. Haters.

Is It Just Me?

Although his opinions have sickened me for many years, I feel as though I should express that I am saddened as a fellow human that Mr. Novak is one of cancer's latest victims. Because that does suck. I've lost enough people in my life to know that to my core.

Additionally, I can't help wondering how many (other) fellow humans are dead as a result of this man. I feel compassion and disdain for him at the same time. Weird.

Or does Robert Novak remind anyone else of Simon Bar Sinister?

*Update: My man begs to differ. He says that Richard Perle, one of the key architects of the Iraq war is the real Simon Bar Sinister look-alike.

Love Is Love Not Fade Away

I am a proud native San Franciscan today. (Again!!)

Phyllis and Del's Wedding

Note to haters out there: Focus your anger and activism on something that warrants it... like war. Or lying politicians. Or melting polar ice caps. Or gas costs. Like that.

Same As The Old Boss

What's new? Still moving in. I must be older, because it's taking forever. I really will take some pictures here one of these days. Just haven't been inspired much lately. Go figure. We begin the task of painting the kitchen this weekend, among other tasks. The house is really something. I still wake up amazed that we are here, despite the work ahead.

I am noticing racism more and more. It's everywhere. Carefully disguised to blatant. Luckily, I feel all warm and happy inside when I imagine these folks on election and then inauguration day. Deal with it, you ignorant fools. A new world is fast approaching, and your time is UP! The same with the religious fanatic homophobes. Go crawl back in your caves, cretins. If people want to marry, let them. I for one am avoiding that particular institution these days, but if others choose to tie the knot, so be it. Hey, we've made it for over nine years without a wedding-why jinx it?! Besides, as a recovering catholic girl, I rather like living in sin. (mmmmmmmmmm...sin)

School's out in less than two weeks. It's been rocky, but we made it through the sophomore year. Two more years and my youngest child goes out into the world. I sure hope it improves between now and then. I feel sad for all the young people just starting their lives in this recession-bound economy. Not fair in the least. And nothing like the world I went out into in 1974. We thought Nixon and Vietnam were bad---that was nothing compared to now. I never thought I'd be saying that.

Newsflash

God Hates Shrimp

After my favorite aunt died in 2006, we all attended her memorial. A very long, beautiful day. I met someone that day who had known my aunt for a couple of decades. Adored her. He was interesting, intelligent, and fun to talk politics with. We decided that day to attempt to stay in touch, in honor of our departed loved one.

So, we send occasional emails back and forth. Sometimes he sends funny things. The link beneath the photo is something he sent me today. I laughed. I cried. I shared it here.