That is so Gay

Listening to:Staind

Mood: Mellow

So…In case you aren’t following politics in or around New York, Albany recently passed a bill allowing gay marriage.   Wait, wait. Have you read about how much I LOVE Albany? People, ALBANY passed gay marriage in NY! This is indeed an interesting day in history. A great one to be sure, but completely unexpected for this blogger. New York city definitely has a well deserved reputation as being a liberal Mecca, but we actually have quite a few conservative minded folks from the rest of the state. Albany is not usually a place to take a stand; it’s a place to establish yourself in political corruption.  So that would be a pretty big middle finger pointed at all the rest of the god fearing people in the country who are positive that gay marriage is going to open up a big sink hole somewhere in Kansas that will swallow any and all wholesomeness in this country.  Mmm hmm. Sorry about that.

Let’s stick in a disclosure: I’m not gay. I don’t even know anyone who is openly gay. I’m really hoping that I don’t offend anyone who this directly applies to because I support this idea whole heartedly.  I get a pretty big hard on over people being able to be equal. 

This historic incident just happened to occur at the same time as the gay pride parade was happening.  I love it.  I do think the parade would have been a lot more colorful and fun (if that’s possible!) had the bill been passed before the parade.

I think the kicker of this whole thing is sitting slightly below the surface here. You see, New York wants to brand itself as some kind of gay marriage destination. You heard right, we are hoping to attract the gay tourist market segment. As if New York didn’t have enough reasons for people to come here. Now, this leads me to be suspicious that this law was passed because all of the politicians had little dollar signs dancing in their vision after someone convinced then there was money to be had. That’s right people, this always comes back to money. As happy as I am that this was passed, I don’t for one minute believe anyone in the state capital cared all that much about civil rights or the morality of being gay. They cared about dollars. Welcome to New York people.

Becky

Enlightenment vs. being a Pussy

Listening to: Random Hindi on the ipod

I was watching John Stewart the other night (as I am known to do on a regular basis) and watched him roast John Boehner for the waterworks show he has been putting on as of late. Before anyone accuses me to promoting the bastion that is the heartless, sexist, uber masculine old boy’s club, let me just express my support for the enlightened, sensitive, new age male. That being said, grow a pair Boehner.  The American public has had its fill of apologies filled with false regret and tears, we’re really not falling for this display, not matter how genuine it may have been.  I think it’s great that you feel strongly about certain issues (this is key to becoming a good politician, if that exists, in the first place), but crying on tv…. It just undermines your point.

I’m not a big fan of Boehner in the first place. I know it’s a cheap shot, but I can’t help but think of him as Beaner every time I see him on tv. After someone like Obama, it’s hard to find the same gravitas and leadership and many politicians come across as spineless jellyfish. I’m sure this is a useless generalization, but it is my opinion after all.  

Seriously Boehner, meet me at camera 2. Listen, I’m not really sure if you have genuine strong opinions or this is a new sensitive side of you that you’re trying to convince us that you really do have. Either way, if Obama bowing to certain world leaders comes off soft, you have absolutely no chance of being taken seriously if you are willing to cry on tv. Tell you what. How about you translate your strong emotions into a motivation to implement some real, strong, actual changes that we can respect you for? That way we can appreciate you as an enlightened politician instead of just a possibly fake weepy pussy.  Good luck with that.

Becky