February 21st, 2004

No Shrub In 2004!!

I swear, I fucking hate George W. Bush. With every particle of venom I can muster, I hate this fucker. In addition to every "flagrant misuse of presidential power" thus far in his term, now he goes and appoints asshole Bill Pryor to the federal appeals court. Yeah, that's exactly what this country needs, an uberconservative right wing asshole with his head in the clouds that historically uses made up statistical propaganda in his previous rulings as attorney general of Alafuckingbama, of all places. In the brief Pryor filed with the Supreme Court in a Texas sodomy case, he was comparing homosexual acts to "prostitution, adultery, necrophilia, bestiality, possession of child pornography and even incest and pedophilia." Wait a tick, it's election year! What, does the shrub think we're too stupid to see through this? Clearly so, as he went through the back door to get this guy a seat. First Pickering, now Pryor.

The only thing that infuriates me more than this kind of shit is that people close to me - family members and even close friends of mine - are self avowed Republicans. People who, by action of their choices in politics and parties, to say nothing of their voting alignment, are making it clear to me how myself, my chosen family, and my relationship with Damien figure into their consciousness.

The Republican party is notorious for condemning everything I stand for, everything I happen to think works for democracy, everything that makes the USA workable as an ideal and design for living. I swear, it's like the Third Reich all over again. I am ashamed that anyone I know and love would claim to be a Republican, despite my own objectivity and efforts to look the other way in spite of such things. I offer no apologies for this, either. And from now on, don't expect concessions from me when these issues are brought up. I'm tired of looking the other way about this sort of thing. Clearly me pretending that it doesn't unnerve me isn't working. So there's your answer to the "How come you never come around? question. My own father, for fuck's sake. The dogs that bite are coming from my own goddamned kennel! How fucked up is THAT?

Then we move onto headlines like Arnold: Terminate Gay Marriage Spree.. What the fuck, man? Then one that almost made me giddy, until I read the story: Conservatives Threaten To Desert Bush.

What a shit state of affairs we're all in.

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I added a slew of Livejournal oriented links to my new journal layouts {LASTN VIEW/FRIENDS VIEW} including the one to the Livejournal Fairytale - which is pretty damned cool. Added image links to Edit and +Memories, because the text links didn't stand out like I wanted them to.

This is why I keep changing my layouts, because seldom am I ever satisfied with them for very long. Figure that one out.

Maggie, the kids, & I are about to go to Marshall's so she can exchange a pair of pants, then to the craft store to see how much cigar boxes are. She wants me to make her a cigar box purse using my artwork, so that it will be custom and one-of-a-kind. Simple decoupage project, really. Who knows - there might be some money in this once people see it. I'll take pictures and post them once I get the thing made. I was thinking of making one out of a Chinese take out box as well, but those are kind of small. We shall see.

I have a rumbly in my tumbly.


From the desk of Maggie Stephens:

There will be a public forum regarding the proposed amendment to the Georgia Constitution banning same-sex marriage (SR 595)held 7:00 p.m. MONDAY, FEBRUARY 23, 2004 at the Unitarian Universalist Fellowship church. This is the church across from Peachtree Package store at 1442 Double Churches Road.

I cannot stress the importance of a good turnout for this meeting. This is so significant. Allen Thornell from Georgia Equality in Atlanta is coming down, and this is our chance, as individuals, as a community, and as a city, to make our statement! Please encourage everyone you know to come--GLTB, straight, whatever--even if they are "on the fence" about the issue.

See you Monday!


A Message For Justin


I think we're leaving here at 9AM or so, not sure if we're going to the farmer's market or what first but we'll call you closer to 11:00 or so. Want to meet us for lunch at the Vortex? Maggie (my roomate & best friend, the one I go on and on about all of the time) is coming too - it is impossible not to love this woman.

If you would, please email me a number to contact you by - not sure if Damien still has it written down anywhere and I know I don't.