The soul has greater need of the ideal than the real for it is by the real that we exist, it is by the ideal that we live

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Monday..on Tuesday!

I should have known what kind of Monday this was the minute I pulled out of my garage. Neighbors blocking the lane, then oh so generous and kind drivers on the highway, and then work BS the second I arrived. I'm so glad I got out of bed.

The Mormons are taking out full page hate ads against us, using pictures of interracial couples for good measure. People are getting arrested in Chicago for protesting the denial of marriage licenses, and churches in West Virginia are being used to scare people into thinking that gay marriage is the apocalypse.

And I am thinking that living in a third world country may be better than this. I still like the idea of Cuba. Hell with my savings I'd be rich. AND I'd get health care, according to Sicko, which I saw yesterday. I think I'm finally done crying. Not sure though, it took me quite by surprise when it happened in the middle of the movie.

Maybe I'll defect.

I could make pots ride horses and stay to myself for a change.

There's never a consulate when you need one.