I spent my Election Night trying to find non-existent parking outside Hamburger Mary's in Long Beach. The celebration inside sure looked like fun, though, but I don't think I would have stuck around past midnight to watch all the tears turn from Obama joy to Prop 8 despair. Failing that, I instead drove up Cherry to another gay bar, Pistons, the local leather/bear hangout, to check out the scene – which really wasn't much, just a handful of guys shooting pool. I left when a couple of inebriates started hitting on me. And they weren't even cute!
About Prop 8: though the homo-hating measure looks like it's passed, no way in hell is this over. As of this writing, at least two lawsuits, one by the San Francisco City Attorney, another by the first lesbian couple married in Los Angeles County, have been filed in an attempt to block the measure from being added to the California constitution. More lawsuits are certain to follow, especially from the pool of 18,000 couples who've been legally hitched in the nearly five months since the state Supreme Court green-lighted queer nups. Are those marriages – like the one below between Rich Videgain and Jim Carroll, the first legally married gay couple in OC – valid or invalid now? All I know is, if I were married, I'd want to sue somebody over this . . .
Points of annoyance: the Yes on 8 people who are clucking about how “the people of California have spoken.” Bullshit. They won by just a few percentage points, with the help of huge amounts of Mormon money imported from Utah, and a sleazy, fear-based ad campaign that brought children into the mix when the initiative itself said nothing about “teaching gay marriage” in schools. As I've said ever since I first heard about the gay marriage movement some 15 years ago, there will be speed bumps along the way, but the outcome is inevitable: gay marriage will be legally recognized, “whether ya like it or not,” as San Francisco Mayor Gavin Newsom put it in that unfortunate Yes on 8 TV ad.
How do I know this? The full faith and credit clause of the U.S. Constitution; a younger generation of voters for whom the way which one swings just isn't a big deal; the fact that we live in a democracy and not a theocracy (why do the Yes on 8 folks always cite the Bible in their arguments – especially Leviticus – but they never get their knickers in a knot over other pesky abominations Leviticus rails against, like eating shellfish?); protection by the tyranny of the majority, which is basically the definition of the lame California initiative process (people shouldn't be able to make laws – that's what elected officials and judges are for, because if it weren't for “activist judges,” we'd all still be drinking from colored- or white-only drinking fountains).
To paraphrase Tony Kushner in Angels in America, the world only spins forward – it never spins back. And if it does, it's only temporary . . .
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