What I Want

wrote:

“You will never get what it is you want from him, that is to say, fair dealing…any further hopes will well and truly be dashed if you dare to entertain them.”

That’s not what I want, really.

What I want, more than anything, is closure. I want this to be done. I am sick to my very soul of this continually popping up and spearing me, again and again. Just when I think that my anger has burned it out of me for good, something else comes along, and I’m laid bare again.

I envy that others have that opportunity for closure.

I’m tired of wrestling with feeling like I’m going through another divorce; tired of feeling ridiculous for letting my guard down; tired of fearing that he and I might be more similar than I want to admit — I do not want to be that man.

I’m tired of weakness — feeling it, public portrayal of it, etc.

I just want this DONE.

Operation “Get Out The Bible-Thumper Vote” Is GO!

A Senate committee approved a Constitutional Amendment banning same-sex marriage Thursday.

It reads: “Marriage in the United States shall consist only of the union of a man and a woman,” and would require approval by two-thirds of Congress and three-fourths of the states to become an official amendment.

In the past, I’d be comfortable saying that this was just political grandstanding before the mid-term elections, because there is no bloody way that they’d get 3/4ths of the states to pass it.

Now? I’m not so sure.

Small positive element of that story: Sen. Russ Feingold (D- Wisconsin) declared his opposition to the amendment, his affinity for the Constitution and walked out of the meeting.

This pissed off Arlen Specter (R-Pennsylvania), the Judiciary Committee Chairman — “I don’t need to be lectured by you. You are no more a protector of the Constitution than am I,” he shouted as Feingold left. “If you want to leave, good riddance.”

“I’ve enjoyed your lecture, too, Mr. Chairman,” replied Feingold. “See ya.”

Personally, I think he should’ve thrown in a VP-Cheney-approved “Go Fuck Yourself” as well, but hey, that’s just me.