Nov 5, 2008
Red state blues
My state voted overwhelmingly for McCain/Palin.
No surprise there.
I still see W bumper stickers on pickup trucks.
Last night, we re-elected Dollar Bill Jefferson as Representative, despite that pesky 90,000 dollars of FBI money in his freezer.
Our fine Republican senator is world famous john, David Vitter, a strident opponent of gay marriage, upholder of family values and devotee of diaper play with tax-payer funded hookers.
I won't even mention our joke of a mayor, or our gay hating young Republican governor (already being touted as a presidential candidate in 2012.)
I can't help but wonder what it must be like to live in a state like California in which, despite the passing of prop 8, there is actually the possibility of gay marriage.
Here we've just begun the controversial segue from a state that considers cockfighting to be a "local custom" to something maybe "illegal."
Cockfighting is about as close to gay marriage as we're likely to get here, I'm afraid.
But, despite my embarrassment for my state (again), I'm absolutely (naively?) ecstatic for what happened last night!
(My only fear is that Oprah's ego will now implode, and that we will be sucked into her irresistible vortex of Oprahdom.
But, even so, it's still worth the risk.)