As I become more mature (I don't get older, I just get more mature), I have discovered that I care less what others think of me. I used to be OBSESSED with worrying about what people thought of me. My mind would race, I would be convinced that people were thinking I was dumb, ugly, fat, bitchy, whatever. I engaged in a lot of self-censorship because I was so afraid of offending someone or hurting their feelings. Over the past couple of years, though, I've come to realize that there are things I believe passionately in, and to keep them in the dark is to deny a part of myself.
So, in the interest of full disclosure, or at least as much as I want to disclose on my blog, here are some of my core beliefs-
1. Legalize gay marriage. Now. You don't even have to call it 'marriage' if you want, but seriously. Everyone, EVERYONE, should have the basic human right to share their life with someone that they love. If Ellen and Portia are happy and treat each other with kindness and respect, they have just as much right to be legally together as the Husband and I do. Gay marriage is not a civil rights issue, it's a human rights issue. A gay couple should be afforded the same financial and legal rights as a straight couple. 'Nuff said.
2. Legalize marijuana. Now. Most of the people who want to smoke marijuana for pain management are not looking to get baked. They just want to be free from chronic pain. They're tired of taking prescribed, 'legal' drugs that often cause more side effects than the illness they are trying to treat. There are a few out there who are just looking for a long-term buzz, but you know what? There's people like that taking prescription drugs, too. They doctor hop and pharmacy hop and sell their pills or trade them for other pills. There will always be someone who will abuse the system.
3. Government, stay out of my uterus. It is NEVER OK for a state or federal institution to tell a woman (or anyone for that matter), what she can or can't do with her body. I am Pro-Choice. Not 'pro-abortion', not 'anti-life', PRO-CHOICE. I don't think abortion should be used as a form of birth control, but I think that any woman has a right to decide if she's going to carry a baby or not. A girl who has become pregnant as a result of rape or incest should not have to go through a government gauntlet to get that pregnancy terminated. She needs help, she needs protection from her abuser, and she needs to be safe and healthy. Teen girls need to be taught, either at home or at school about birth control. Because abstinence only education DOES NOT WORK. Hello, teens have sex. You were a teen once, right? I bet you had sex. And if you weren't having sex, you were thinking about it, and talking with your friends about it. And you probably heard a bunch of BS. As much as it might make you sick to your stomach, talk to your kids about sex. If they ask a question, just answer it in a way that's age-appropriate for them.
4. I'm on the fence about this whole religion thing. I don't have a problem with any particular religion, per se, but I do have issues with religious concepts. I have a problem with people who proclaim to be religious, but they do and say things that fly in the face of their professed beliefs. I have serious issues with politicians who want to re-shape our government to reflect their ideas about God and country. I don't really believe in God, but if you do, I'm cool with that. It doesn't make you a lesser person in my eyes, as long as you don't think of me as lesser for not believing the same as you.
5. President Obama was born IN AMERICA. He is an AMERICAN. There's a black man in office. Deal with it. Put your mis-spelled signs away, stop burning your effigies, let it go. If you want to do something, how about we all toss aside the labels of left, right, Democrat, Republican, and just work together to pull our country out of the cesspool it's currently drowning in?
OK, I think that's it. There's probably more I could rant about, but I think I'm getting sick, and I'm wearing down fast.
I've got 3 more weeks with the boot on my leg, then I'll be moving on to a brace and some physical therapy. The Husband fell in the driveway last Monday night and cracked his elbow. We make quite the fetching couple, what with me in my boot and him with his arm in a sling. Let's keep our fingers crossed that Chickenhead stays in one piece!