Some of the things I’ve heard come out of the mouths of…
Ahhhh—- take a deep breath, shake up my calm-down jar. Pretty glitter.
I’ve read the calmer statements– and man, oh man– I wish I could be them.
I do. Sort of.
Imagine graciously delivering a statement calling actions bigoted without being abrasive, or obvious?
I know a woman with a talent like that– though not, to my knowledge, used for that particular purpose. My cube sat outside her office for 3 years– you’d think some would have rubbed off, but alas no such luck.
Often I try to use sarcasm, only to get really sad when the recipient doesn’t get it.
It was The Day After North Carolina Embarrassed Us All, but I still had to drive Zach to preschool. On the radio– NPR’s The State of Things with guest, Macky Alston, director of Love Free or Die. His voice… was so soothing, so rational, so healing.
Here I am exhausted, depressed, smelly, unbrushed hair… preparing to drive to carpool after a morning spent trying (and failing) to be positive and gracious. Attempting to explain the loss to my 5 year old–who has yet to lose an important vote. And, quite frankly, doesn’t understand why adults are so stupid about things.
Then I’m half-sobbing listening to this gay man– a christian, a father, a husband– reassuring the defeated that progress has been made.
I’m listening to him, and seeing the signs all over the interstate FOR the amendment. It’s exhausting, those kinds of sensory assaults.
You see, I’m an atheist, but I don’t blame religion. One, I know too many decent religious/faithful people. Two, I know too many hateful people that need the threat of eternal hellfire to behave themselves.
Civil rights, for women and for blacks– started in churches. Having faith makes someone faithful, not hateful.
After all, I don’t support those that seek to blame all Muslim’s for September 11th– so for me to blame all christian’s would be… illogical and unfair.
I do, however, blame the men and women that pervert the text of a religious book to fit their own whims, politics, personal fears, or prejudices. Especially those that pluck out a passage or two to support their reasons, and ignore the rest.
It makes me furious that people use the constitution as a shield for their own rights, and as kindling for someone else’s. Furious.
But that’s okay, movements need the angry people, too. If for nothing more than to make the gracious people look better. That I can do, no problem.