i find the after effects of the passing of prop 8 mildly amusing. i have received numerous invitations to sign petitions to prevent married couples from divorcing if there are children in the marriage involved. it makes sense, in a way, if the institution of marriage is there to protect children then the people creating the children should be held accountable, let's disregard the welfare of the children since after all, studies show that children with two opposite sexed parents supposedly fare better than those of same sexed couples, let's ignore abusive parents, drunk fathers or mothers... after all, it only matters if they are both there, right? since potential loving same sexed parents are not equivalent to different sexed parents.

it was a great morning to wake up to knowing that our new President would be a precedent for change. but at the same time there was a gloom to the silver lining because Prop 8 had passed. i couldn't grasp how people could agree to the passing of something like it. what happened to the people who moved the world fighting for the rights of women, of african-americans, of the underserved and the underprivileged? it seemed that they themselves had joined the witch hunt to put someone under their feet, how ironic and infinitely saddening.

It was the night before elections, there were two very important issues on the board for me, the new President and Proposition 8. President elect Obama was almost a sure thing, at least it felt like it, but Prop 8 was a dicey thing. I would have thought that with all the injustice that others have to go through, with such an important thing as having an African-American President, such a wondrous thing, that nothing as horrible as Prop 8 could pass.

I have joined the ranks of poseurs and hacks
of pies-in-faces and amateur pranks
of dinner time jokes with no tact
with harmful edicts disguised as frank

We come in wavse and droves
with glittery stars in our eyes
with no blacks or pinks
but fuchsias and mauves
with simple crossed t's and dotted i's

politics, politics, politics, that seems to be all that i can think about these days. it's enough to make me sick. it's a very important thing to everyone. it's hard to sometimes look at people you care about when they're not so politically aligned with you, it's like a slap in the face. people sometimes say, don't take it so seriously, but it's hard to really understand them when their ways of life are not at risk.

halloween has come and gone. it was definitely quite different from the halloween's that i'm used to. it was fun spending time with my family. we usually get together on all big family holidays, (sometimes just because on weekends) but it's usually that the middle-aged, younger cousins don't have much time to show up anymore since they're busy with their families or in-laws. election tuesday is almost here.