Well, this is a disaster.

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 I'm very scared of the hate crimes law getting repealed; of my gay friends who have been able to marry being in danger because they are down on government paper as officially gay.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.

sundries

Patty wants a pony. Actually, she needs book recs for our trip!

If you're just scrolling through now, my Maine fury is in the post prior to this.

I wish I could retroactively cancel the subscription I had to Seventeen twenty-five years ago. Why? Oh, you know, transphobia.

Official who refused to perform interracial marriages has resigned. While whining about not being allowed to put his conscience into practice.

Man, it's not just Maine that's all on the "some citizens have more rights than others" bandwagon. Yeah, apparently now we're talking about healthcare reform not applying to legal immigrants.

Emma Thompson has agreed to remove her name from a petition supporting Polanski's release.

Some people I know have received some horrifically bad news. I am sad.

Meanwhile, I'm still behind on my NaNo quota, but I wrote another great chapter yesterday and started another chapter that I really need to finish today, although I am not sure when.

I'm not a fan of modern stuff. In fact, I find this rather ugly, but I can recognize that it's well-done and interesting. Non-driver in Berlin renovates gas station and turns it into a home.

JUST SO WE'RE CLEAR

If you think that my equality under the law - MY CIVIL RIGHTS - is legitimately and appropriately the subject of a vote...

If you think that LGBTQ people shouldn't have the right to marry people of their choosing or be protected from things like job and housing discrimination...

GET OUT OF MY LIVING ROOM.

This journal is that living room, and I am not here to entertain you while also begging for crumbs of respect.