I gassed up this morning and it cost me over three bucks a gallon, on the way home I stopped at the store for a loaf of bread which cost me $1.39 for the same loaf of crappy white sandwich bread I paid $.99 for a month ago.
I pulled into the driveway, got the morning paper out of the bushes where it’s easier to throw apparently than on the actual porch and learned that Afghanistan was blowing up again, the intelligence community was about to move in to my spare room, four more of our soldiers and several dozen Iraqis were killed in the endless insanity in that beleaguered country, the stock market took a two hundred point dive, and the Senate Judiciary committee had retreated into a private closet to pass an amendment to the constitution of the United States of America banning Gay marriage.
I have never been a fan of decadent and despotic dictators but Nero at least provided music while Rome burned around him. These stupid bastards are playing futile symbolic board games in the capital’s hidden chambers while the republic descends into ruin
This “do nothing but give the appearance of doing something Congress” should be ashamed of themselves. The vote for this absolutely asinine amendment was, predictably, straight down party lines and the esteemed chairman Arlen Specter who had been on the record as saying he is totally opposed to it, snuck his pathetic group of Republican lickspittles into a private room to avoid public scrutiny and in a vote of ten to eight approved the measure that would be the first amendment to the constitution making discrimination the law of the land.
In a sickeningly sad political sop to the far right’s “my religion WILL be your religion crowd” these ten spineless Republicans capitulated before the Dobsens, Falwells, and Robertsons and sent this shameful and embarrassing measure before the full Senate as early as June 5.
It has NO chance of passing the full Senate as it has NO chance of passing the full House of Representatives and exactly the same mathematical probabilities of being ratified by the States.
I don’t think that I’ve made myself heard on this issue. I don’t give a big fat rat’s ass about the sanctity of the institution of marriage. I’ve been married twice and neither of these arrangements were sanctified or holy, and both failed because of my and my spouses’ individual human shortcomings, as do about half of all other marriages in the country, including those among members of the Senate the House and the ever so pious far right, nut wing, bible thumping, clergy who so desperately want to ram their fraudulent religious beliefs down the public throat.
I get so sick of this symbol over substance nonsense from these over paid, under worked, pampered to death public officials that I have recurring fantasies of stalking the halls of Washington, Buford Pusser style, swinging my axe handle of righteous indignation and caving in the collective crania of approximately half the population of our public buildings.
Two gay people living in peaceful human concert and protected by a legal document which acknowledges the existence of a mutually recognized contractual bond between them threatens nobody. Threatens Nobody.
I would like to establish a new Congressional watchdog agency to oversee these field hands and make sure that they are hard at work diligently going about the people’s business and sticking to the real job of making the country run well, in peace and prosperity for the benefit of every one. I don’t know yet what to call the agency or what kind of uniforms they will wear but I do know that they will all be issued axe handles.
Bob Higgins
Worldwide Sawdust
