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Busy in her first gig and wondering what happened to all the frivolity.

Wednesday, November 03, 2004

God save us all.

But not your God, “W” Not the God of narrow-minded discrimination and violent retaliation.

But my God. Our God of compassion, cooperation, and peace.

Yet it feels like a godless day.

Last night I held one of my best friends Steve in my arms while he sobbed. He recently came out of the closet and yesterday our nation told him resoundingly that that was not ok. His family has accepted him; his friends have accepted him; and finally he has accepted him, too. Steve is an exceptional person. Yet our country has passed legislation that will keep him from living the life we all can. It has set him apart from us as different, as somehow less equal. It’s like the Jim Crow of sexual orientation and it makes me want to throw up.

When I haven’t been nauseous today, I’ve been crying. And when I haven’t been crying I’ve felt this explosive need to do something extreme, to climb to a roof and scream.

This isn’t just politics. This isn’t just theory. These are people’s lives.

If everyone in the world who stands to be affected by this election was allowed to vote, I would venture to say it would have been a landslide the other way. What does that say about us?

I’m afraid I can never get through today with the graciousness that Kerry exhibited. And I don’t even want to try. I feel like mourning, so here’s my start.

I am proud of the ideals America was founded on, but today am bitterly disappointed by Americans. Hopefully in my lifetime we will start moving forward, and not backwards. Until then I will pray.