First off, I really wanted to get back to sweet little stories of human connection and the everyday foibles of parenthood, you know? Really did. Have something in the hopper even. I genuinely try to use this venue as a means to lift not just my own spirits, but those of others. But then the shite keeps being shoveled directly into the fan, and me and my family are positioned directly in front of the damn fan.
And here I thought that my four-year-old’s tantrum en route to preschool was the toughest thing about being a lesbian parent.
It’s the long, long, tiring fight. Yeah, so this is about the whole Rick Warren Obama inaugural invocation choice thing. Meet Rick Warren, Pastor of the Saddleback mega-church, foe of gay marriage but friend to gay people:
Rick Warren: But the issue to me is, I’m not opposed to that as much as I’m opposed to the redefinition of a 5,000-year definition of marriage. I’m opposed to having a brother and sister be together and call that marriage. I’m opposed to an older guy marrying a child and calling that a marriage. I’m opposed to one guy having multiple wives and calling that marriage.
Steven Waldman: Do you think, though, that they are equivalent to having gays getting married?
Rick Warren: Oh I do. …
… Most people, you know… I have many gay friends, I’ve eaten dinner in gay homes, no church has probably done more for people with AIDS than Saddleback Church. Kay and I have given millions of dollars out of “A Purpose-Driven Life” helping people who got AIDS through gay relationships. So they can’t accuse me of homophobia. I just don’t beleive in the re-definition of marriage.
Incestuous intermarriage, polygamy, pedophilia, and our family, likened by the inaugural invocator. Yup. Puts the pre-preschool tantrum into perspective. Or rather, weighs that mirco burden down with a helluva lot of macro shite.
Basically just mosey over to any of the group-authored LGBTQ political blogs to find tons of analysis and debate (Pam’s House Blend, Bilerico, Box Turtle Bulletin, take yer pick.) Salon’s Glenn Greenwald discussed the issue with Pam Spaulding, and introduced the topic thus (h/t Pam):
…Embracing someone like Warren is no more “inclusive” than inviting a White Supremacist or, for that matter, a Christian-hater to deliver the invocation. People like that espouse views that are shared by many Americans; why not include them, too, or have Pat Robertson deliver a nice prayer? Obama’s “inclusiveness” mantra always seems to head only in one direction — an excuse to scorn progressives and embrace the Right. Not even Bill Clinton’s most extreme Dick-Morris-led “triangulation” tactics involved an attempt to court Jerry Falwell.
Me, I’m just plain fagged. In the 16th century sense of the word: made weary. Though the contemporary Brit-Eng. sense will do, too: it all feels like hard work at a tedious job.
I’m fagged, and I’m dis-illusioned. Plurality of voices, great. Microphone in front of a bigot? Who advocated for the removal of the constitutionally recognized protection of my family? Let’s just say that the rain on the election night parade is forcast to continue through the inaugural.