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ladyfalcon ([personal profile] ladyfalcon) wrote2008-11-05 01:09 pm

The status is not quo.

So, I'm still really, really happy about Obama's victory. I'm glad for everyone else who's happy, too.

But I woke up this morning and my first thought was, "What the fuck, California?"

I don't mean to be harder on California than anyone else: Arizona, Florida, Arkansas, and Oklahoma all passed legislation or elected officials who they should be ashamed of.

But what really gets me, what really gets right up my left nostril, is California.

Because their fucking farm animal proposition, which provides for the comfort of animals being raised for food, passed with 63% of the vote, while the comfort and rights of actual human beings who are their friends and family and neighbors couldn't muster the extra 4% needed to continue to exist.

Who are these people? There are people out there who decided that they needed happy food animals more than they needed human rights, who ticked a box for yes on Prop 2 and also yes on Prop 8. Who the fuck are you, you people who couldn't live with sad meat but actively desired the continued second-class status of people?

Euphoria is an emotion that by its very nature is short-lived. I was euphoric last night. Today, it's time to wake up and look at what needs to be done now. Am I still hopeful? Do I still believe that "we can"? Obviously, or I'd have to kill myself. I just wish that we had gotten more of the work done en masse last night, and saved ourselves the continuing months and years of continued fighting. We had an opportunity, and we only partially grasped it, which is always a somber situation.

ETA: They're saying now that with only 400,000 votes between Yes and No on Prop 8, and from 3-4 million provisional and absentee ballots yet to be counted, the issue is officially still too close to call. My point that there's no way an animal rights issue should have a landslide victory while human beings have to struggle for their own happiness still stands, but I'm hanging on to hope until all the votes have been counted.