I posted “Ennui” yesterday before the Supreme Court ruled yesterday in favor of gay marriage. Since then I’ve seen an outpouring of joy over that ruling in the news and on social media.
There are many opinions about this topic. Some, on either end of the spectrum, feel very strongly about it. Yet when the decision was handed down, you saw no buildings being burned or people beating on each other. That’s not how, for the most part, this country rolls.
Over this past week, I’ve also seen support for the members of the Charleston AME church and a rising tide of voices calling for an end to the official sanction of the display of the Confederate flag. People across the south are (peacefully) deciding the flag must go. I’m sure many of them have mixed feelings about it, as it is truly part of their heritage. But many of those same people do realize that it is an affront to a sizable part of our population.
I prefer to think of these two, separate movements as more indicative of what our country is all about. The terrorist who shot up the Charleston AME does not truly represent our country. The tens of thousands of people who’ve shown support for the church and the victims are.
That’s why I get tied up in knots when the president steps up to the microphone and us about our shortcomings. He should step back and not just look at the tragedy, but the reaction to it. We are a rather good people, we Americans.
A close decision, but the Supreme Court today decided that marriage was a right for all, straight or gay.
I’m a traditional guy. I believe that marriage is between a man and a woman. That said, I’m pretty sure that if I were in a voting booth and had to pull a lever either for or against, I couldn’t, with clear conscience, vote against gay marriage. I couldn’t walk out of a voting booth and look into the eyes of people I know who are gay and whom I care about and tell them I voted against a chance to experience the happiness straight men and women enjoy.
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I began this blog during the 2008 presidential election. I was fired up. John McCain was a hero of mine and I thought he’d make a hell of a better president than either Hillary Clinton or Barack Obama.
Obama was elected and I think him a very poor president. Not because he’s black. Not because I think he was born in Kenya. Not because I think he’s a Muslim. Politics has been called the art of the possible. We live in a system where winning an election buys you a seat at the table. At that table you must work with others to get things done. President Obama doesn’t do this. He doesn’t play well with others. In his mind politics is a zero sum game. It goes beyond not acknowledging that nearly 50% of the country does not agree with his policies. He’s tells that other half of the country that they are wrong headed, that they are, at best simpletons, at worse agents of evil. Purveyors of inequality and racism.
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