I sit battered and angry at California. I hate the entire state, and more I hate the attention Prop 8 has drawn toward gay rights. I hate, I loathe, I wish death upon all those California queers who are crying over spilled milk. I am angry that because THEIR rights were stripped, the rest of the country suddenly cares about gay marriage.
Years ago my rage was kindled against my sisters and brothers in the buckeye state of Ohio, my home. I sat on an election night and watched as OVER 2/3 of Ohio voters said that my love was not worthy of recognition. I let the self-loathing seep into my blood. For the first time, I felt hated for whom I was.
It is a pity that the situation exists. It is abhorrent that "liberty and justice for all" does not extend beyond the sight line of a flag post. But I have no more support to give, Ellen. I have nothing to offer you now...the same way you had nothing to offer me then.
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