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Title: A love song for my anniversary and the California Supreme Court ’s “Day of Decis
Post by: Butterfly on April 26, 2009, 12:18:10 PM
Post by: Butterfly on April 26, 2009, 12:18:10 PM
A love song for my anniversary and the California Supreme Court 's "Day of Decision"
Creative Loafing
By Lorna Bracewell
April 26, 2009
http://blogs.creativeloafing.com/tampacalling/2009/04/26/a-love-song-for-my-anniversary-and-the-california-supreme-court-s-day-of-decision/ (http://blogs.creativeloafing.com/tampacalling/2009/04/26/a-love-song-for-my-anniversary-and-the-california-supreme-court-s-day-of-decision/)
One would think that spending a day surrounded by so much pride and exuberance would be the ultimate spiritual jumpstart; that I packed up my gear that afternoon and floated back to St. Petersburg on a cloud of contentment knowing that the platitudes I've spent my life singing are true, that "the times they are a'changin.'" Unfortunately, that was not the case. That day, which was such an unblemished triumph of justice and hope over prejudice and fear to all those young people, to me was a painful reminder that a well funded and well organized segment of my state's and country's body politic does not think me or other gay, lesbian, bisexual or transgender people like me their equal. November 5, 2008 taught me that in America a black man can (finally) take the Presidential Oath of Office, but a gay man or woman can't even exchange a marriage vow.
Creative Loafing
By Lorna Bracewell
April 26, 2009
http://blogs.creativeloafing.com/tampacalling/2009/04/26/a-love-song-for-my-anniversary-and-the-california-supreme-court-s-day-of-decision/ (http://blogs.creativeloafing.com/tampacalling/2009/04/26/a-love-song-for-my-anniversary-and-the-california-supreme-court-s-day-of-decision/)
One would think that spending a day surrounded by so much pride and exuberance would be the ultimate spiritual jumpstart; that I packed up my gear that afternoon and floated back to St. Petersburg on a cloud of contentment knowing that the platitudes I've spent my life singing are true, that "the times they are a'changin.'" Unfortunately, that was not the case. That day, which was such an unblemished triumph of justice and hope over prejudice and fear to all those young people, to me was a painful reminder that a well funded and well organized segment of my state's and country's body politic does not think me or other gay, lesbian, bisexual or transgender people like me their equal. November 5, 2008 taught me that in America a black man can (finally) take the Presidential Oath of Office, but a gay man or woman can't even exchange a marriage vow.