The Pope - this would be the straight old white man (the Pope is only allowed to be a straight old white man) who speaks on behalf of the entire Catholic Church and all Catholics the world 'round - this week reinforced the Church's homophobic bigotry by equating the threat of homosexuality with the need to save the planet:
Pope Benedict XVI has said that saving humanity from homosexual or transsexual behaviour is just as important as saving the rainforest from destruction.
He explained that defending God's creation is not limited to saving the environment, but also protecting man from self-destruction.
Apparently the planet's only worth saving if we can rid it of all the faggots in the process.
You can read the entire speech via the Vatican's web site, but only if you know Italian. (Pray to God tonight and if you're really good, he'll download the entire language into your brain while you sleep.)
Pope Benedict, now is the point in this blog entry when I call you one heckuva looney toon. But you're also one heckuva bigot. I'd say that to your face, but I have other equally important things to do, like converting to Buddhism and picking my nose (that's a form of meditation).
Who better to resurrect this theme with than the Unholy Lord of Darkness himself, Vice President Dick Cheney?
Really, we should be grateful to Mr. Cheney, for giving us a reminder of just how rejoiceful we should be on January 20th when he is no longer in a position to destroy the moral fabric of our great nation.
You have to admire his compuction. I bet he wouldn't crumble under interrogation tactics like waterboarding...
I think Obama is going to turn the electoral map on its head, competing in some southern states and breaking the Republican lock on the mountain west. I predict that Obama wins in November with about 380 electoral votes. And furthermore, if I'm wrong, it'll be because I'm low.
(Well, okay, I got a little cocky there at the end. Still, give me some props, huh?)
Today's Jolly Good Person is Jon Stewart, who recently took Mike Huckabee to task for his opposition to marriage equality. Now, lots of people have argued for and against this issue, but what sets Jon Stewart apart is his surprising ability to articulate his views, and his rarest of abilities to not seem confrontational or judgmental in doing so.
At least 2 of my 11.922 readers have expressed concern over my conspicuous absence of late. Conspicuous because, you know, some stuff has been going on in the world that is ripe for blogging about. I'm referring to Britney, of course.
Oh, and the whole Obama thing.
You can actually blame Obama for my going MIA if you like. You see, his election as President threw me into quite an introspective mood. Its taken some time to find words for exactly how I feel about it. And without words, how do you blog?
It was quite an election, one for the history books, clearly. Everyone reacts differently to something like that. Going into election night, knowing that Obama was likely to win, I kind of expected that I would jump for joy, or cry, or burst into sparkles because I couldn't contain my excitement.
Instead, at 10:00 on election night, when the networks raced to get their flashy "Obama Wins!" graphics on screen, I sighed. I sighed the biggest sigh of my life. It just kept coming out, as if I'd been holding my breath for 8 years. 8 long years of fear, shock, disbelief, horror, disgust, and shame, all over at last. More than anything else, I was relieved.
Relieved that the campaign was over. Relieved that the Bush years were almost over. Relieved that John McCain wasn't going to be our next president. Relieved that Sarah Palin wasn't going to be our next president. Relieved that voters had made the right choice. Relieved that intelligence, rationality, and sensibility were returning to government. Relieved that no one got shot or killed.
Relieved to have my faith in my country restored, and to be a proud American for the first time in my adult life.
Shortly after the election, I was speaking to a friend who voted for McCain. He was cautioning against putting too much faith and hope at the feet of one man, and I explained to him that my hope and optimism for the future was born not just from the president I believe Obama will be, but also from the new sense of patriotism that he had magically inspired in people across the country. I feel like I live in the United States of America again. People are engaged and passionate about their country, they've woken up and are ready to be heard again. We've got something to prove, and we're proving it.
Have you seen this?
That is what gives me hope. (And goosebumps, every time.)
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