morning after

[jaina]

I woke up this morning, and my first thought wasn't that Obama had won. It was that Prop 8 had passed. Last night, I was so hopeful about the election; today I just feel sick.

I'm sick because 52% of Californians voted to specifically *take away* rights from their fellow citizens, rights that our state Supreme Court said we are *all* entitled to.

(I'm sick because we *can* take away rights with a simple majority vote. What the hell, California? At least Florida had to get to 60%.)

I'm sick because the Yes on 8 campaign was a disgusting, shameful pack of lies and scare tactics, and it WORKED. It worked.

I don't want to hear anything about how we're just "not ready" for it. No. Fuck that. Should we have waited until the South was "ready" for desegregation?

I know that the fight isn't over; I know there are other paths to pursue. I know that minds change slowly, and that we *will* get there someday. But today, I'm sad, sick, and disappointed.

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[aelfsciene.livejournal.com]

I was so elated, so excited when the presidency was called for Obama last night. And then a friend called me to talk about it, and mentioned that 8 was currently passing, and my tears of pride and joy turned into stunned disbelief and despair. I've been reloading results pages over and over again, watching the margin shrink, but the wrong side is still ahead.

I am still tearing up with pride and happiness when I think about Obama and his decisive victory. But I'm tearing up even more about Prop 8, just so shocked and sick that this could happen here, of all places. CA, full of the liberal, gay-loving crazies, right.