Well, this is a disaster.

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I joke, a lot, that no one wants to be famous or successful because they're well-adjusted. "None of us, you know, got enough love in our childhoods," I say.

I just figured out why the whole fucking marriage equality makes me so completely aggravated and stressed despite the fact that I'm actually pretty conflicted on the role marriage has both in gay culture and in turning couples of any type from "people in love" into "people obsessed with shoulds." (Obviously this whole mess doesn't do poly and plural marriages any favors either, since one of the main arguments seems to be "we're just gay, we don't fuck dogs or have lots of wives" -- which hello, is two types of totally different Not Okay Statements to Have to Make rolled into one asinine sentence).

I should have been done losing popularity contests in eighth grade. We all should have been done holding in eight grade.

Fuck you, Maine

Fuck you, bigots.

I don't want to catastrophize here, but the Maine situation is scary. Because it allows the bigots to think they have momentum, to think they are right, to think that we are abominations. That's one of those very funny words until it's applied to you.

I'm very scared of the implications of this. I know what anti-gay violence looks like first hand, and I am very concerned we're about to have a lot of it, and not just in Maine. I'm very concerned about what happens after the Obama years, when the backlash puts the bigots back in office right at the top. I'm very scared of the hate crimes law getting repealed; of my gay friends who have been able to marry being in danger because they are down on government paper as officially gay.

If you think I'm paranoid, think back to most of the events leading into and happening during the Bush administration. Right, now if you had called any of that shit back during the Clinton years, people would have said you were paranoid and worse. Yeah... well.... shit.

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I'm scared too. And also sad, upset, disappointed, worried, the lot. Also sick. I was contemplating getting up and muddling through the day with lots of cough drops and advil and tissues. Then I checked the news, and decided to go back to bed.