Alright, this might get me in trouble, but at least it will generate some traffic on my blog.
I think the ban on gay marriage (anywhere) is just wrong.
I'm not going to expand on that point. I'm going to go off on a small tangent now.
All of the people that are up in arms that prop 8 in California made it illegal for homosexuals to marry and are stating that the churches involved (most notable the LDS church, but the Catholic church as well) need to give up their "tax exempt" status... are simply wrong.
The "separation of church and state" in America does not mean that Churches are not aloud to express their opinion, and support the causes they believe in. The damn prop passed. That sucks. It's incredibly disappointing that the close minded managed to pull that off (not by much). The important thing to do now, is strengthen the campaign for gay rights.
*Tangent* Gays shouldn't have special rights, they should have the exact same rights that everyone has. Which are especially, life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness. Getting married to the person you love is pursuing happiness. Regardless of who they are, or you are.
*Back to original* Campaign for the repeal of this atrocity. Support the court case that is, even now, trying to fix this mess. Don't hurt the truth, beauty or RIGHTEOUSNESS of this cause by trying to pin the failure on some other issue. Get out and vote. Get those that believe as you do to vote. We can do this. I have faith.
Thank you.
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Post Halloween Blues.
This weekend was a disappointment. Half the family ended up in tears. My wife and I fought. The atmosphere at the house is still tense. I had high hopes this year. (I always do) The weather was beautiful. The fogger and the stereo both worked. Oh well. Maybe next year.
I read a few random blogs the other day. Beautifully poetic. I wish I could right like that. I think there was a time when I could. Now, this is as eloquent as I get.
I think I'm glad no one reads this blog. I want it to be something artistic, deep, meaningful. Mostly, it's just a place for me to vent my anger and frustrations. That said, here I go.
My wife has complained that I have been... inattentive, lately. Yet, when I try to hold her, touch her. She doesn't react. Occasionally she turns away. It seems I am wrong no matter what I do. I don't remember the last time she came to me in an amorous mood. I enjoy being the aggressor in our relationship, but I need her to show me that she wants me. I don't think she does, anymore. Of course, that makes me question whether she ever has. How can I know? I love her. I want her to be happy, more than anything else in this world.
Sometimes I wonder if she would be happier if I were gone.
I read a few random blogs the other day. Beautifully poetic. I wish I could right like that. I think there was a time when I could. Now, this is as eloquent as I get.
I think I'm glad no one reads this blog. I want it to be something artistic, deep, meaningful. Mostly, it's just a place for me to vent my anger and frustrations. That said, here I go.
My wife has complained that I have been... inattentive, lately. Yet, when I try to hold her, touch her. She doesn't react. Occasionally she turns away. It seems I am wrong no matter what I do. I don't remember the last time she came to me in an amorous mood. I enjoy being the aggressor in our relationship, but I need her to show me that she wants me. I don't think she does, anymore. Of course, that makes me question whether she ever has. How can I know? I love her. I want her to be happy, more than anything else in this world.
Sometimes I wonder if she would be happier if I were gone.
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