Posts tagged ‘prop H8’

Bam!! Yay Judge and yay for justice after the fact!
Prop 8 Ruling

Blog Against Theocracy!!!

Day 2 begins with a few of my personal favorites from Day 1 of the Blog Against Theocracy Blogswarm.

This first one is a lighthearted graphic look at our topic. Too much fun!
Wee Mousie’s Cinema Blogspot

Next we have a short and sweet personal message from a person of faith:
Sprawling Ramshackle Compound

The Progressive Puppy writes a story of an all too possible future…

I’ve included some of the lighter takes on the theme of the separation of church and state, above.

It’s true, the rant has been knocked out of your favorite desert witch.  As passionate as I am about this topic (and many, many others), I just don’t seem to be able to generate the energy to get too riled up these days.  I should say that it’s not because I’ve “given up” or worse, because I don’t care.  Perhaps it’s because I care too much.  Many of you know that the events, both worldwide and more relevantly in my own personal life, of 2007 pretty much knocked me for a loop (to put it mildy). When I saw that it was time for BAT again I was excited.  I though to myself, “self, you can always get good n riled on this topic!“

Wrong. My message again today and for the duration of this year’s BAT is simply love .  Love that the government has no right to legislate.  Period.

Here in California, in the wake of Prop 8, many of us are still reeling. My partner, the GirlyBoi, and I almost made it in under the wire but our license was pulled at the last minute as the county clerks buckled to the pressure of a proposition of hate, that had not (at the time) even been ratified into California Law yet.

Now it seems that those who managed to marry in the tiny window of legality shall stay married (good for them) while the rest of us are shit out of luck.

I would have NEVER in a million years thought that this would happen in California, the “fruits & nuts” state. If hundreds of thousands of gay couples aren’t argument enough for the separation of church and state, I don’t know what is.

Here are a few of my favorite protest signs for the cause:

So again I say simply:

Don’t be frightened. It’s only love.

Peace, out!

Don’t be frightened. It’s only love.

Artist: Hedwig and the Angry Inch the Musical
Title: The Origin of Love

When the earth was still flat
And the clouds made of fire
And mountains stretched up to the sky
Sometimes higher
Folks roamed the earth
Like big rolling kegs
They had two sets of arms
They had two sets of legs
They had two faces peering
Out of one giant head
So they could watch all around them
As they talked while they read
And they never knew nothing of love
It was before…
The origin of love
The origin of love

And there were three sexes then
One that looked like two men
Glued up back to back
Called the children of the sun
And similar in shape and girth
Were the children of the earth
They looked like
Two girls rolled up in one
And the children of the moon
Was like a fork shoved on a spoon
They were part sun, part earth
Part daughter, part son

The origin of love

Now the gods grew quite scared
Of our strength and defiance
And Thor said,
“I’m gonna kill them all
With my hammer,
Like I killed the giants.”
And Zeus said, “No,
You better let me
Use my lightening, like scissors,
Like I cut the legs off the whales
And dinosaurs into lizards.”
Then he grabbed up some bolts
And he let out a laugh,
Said, “I’ll split them right down the middle.
Gonna cut them right up in half.”
And then storm clouds gathered above
Into great balls of fire

And then fire shot down
From the sky in bolts
Like shining blades
Of a knife.
And it ripped
Right through the flesh
Of the children of the sun
And the moon
And the earth.
And some Indian god
Sewed the wound up into a hole,
Pulled it round to our belly
To remind us of the price we pay.
And Osiris and the gods of the Nile
Gathered up a big storm
To blow a hurricane,
To scatter us away,
In a flood of wind and rain,
And a sea of tidal waves,
To wash us all away,
And if we don’t behave
They’ll cut us down again
And we’ll be hopping round on one foot
And looking through one eye.

Last time I saw you
We had just split in two.
You were looking at me.
I was looking at you.
You had a way so familiar,
But I could not recognize,
Cause you had blood on your face;
I had blood in my eyes.
But I could swear by your expression
That the pain down in your soul
Was the same as the one down in mine.
That’s the pain,
Cuts a straight line
Down through the heart;
We called it love.
So we wrapped our arms around each other,
Trying to shove ourselves back together.
We were making love,
Making love.
It was a cold dark evening,
Such a long time ago,
When by the mighty hand of Jove,
It was the sad story
How we became
Lonely two-legged creatures,
It’s the story of
The origin of love.
That’s the origin of love.

Wow. See how long religion has been messing things up? This post is for Blog Against Theocracy 2009.

Peace, out!