Jeez Jon

Being Part Of A Club I Didn't Want To Join

Yesterday, the California Supreme Court ruled on the validity of Prop 8, and saying it is a mixed decision is a huge understatement.  They ruled that Prop 8 is valid, eliminating the rights of the millions of gay & lesbians residents in the Golden State from receiving marriage licenses.  But, they also agreed that the 18,000-some same-sex couples that did get married in the few months when it was legal will also be recognized.  So, to boil it down for you, my marriage to my husband is legal in a state where it's not legal.  Confused?  I'm not.  I'm angry.

The reasoning why some people are applauding the court upholding Prop 8 was because it was voted on by the people and it passed with a (slim) majority.  So, my rights are now able to be voted on by the majority, and that's a good thing?  People taking away the rights of their citizens is a plus? Rights are called rights for a reason; they are the fundamental blocks of democracy that cannot be taken away for any reason.  But now, the rights of lots of my fellow Californians have been taken away and ruled on by our highest court.  What's next?  Will we vote on whether Latinos have the right to assemble?  Or that Buddhists are subject to improper search and seizure?  Or that that handicapped don't have the right to bare arms?  I flat out reject the argument of Prop 8 even being an issue to be voted on.  My rights aren't the majority's to dictate, and vice versa.  I'm not a huge fan of sharing the state with TBN, but I do, and they are completely within their rights to say what they want to say and broadcast their treacly, self-serving rhetoric. 

Some people via Facebook have told me their condolences and also said that hey, at least my marriage is still intact. I'm now in a rather exclusive club that includes George Takei, Ellen Degeneres and Portia DiRossi: gay marrieds who are still gay married.  We have the rights of marriage in our state and have it recognized in a few other states, but now we're in a weird legal limbo.  Say Tom and I get into a car accident and I die.  Tom cannot remarry in California.  In any legal proceedings that we may get involved with, we will have to show that our marriage license was indeed validated in the few months in 2008 to prove that yes, we are married. So, really, we're married... with an asterisk.  I don't want to be married with a fucking asterisk; I just want to be married.  Also, the fact that I'm married doesn't help the friends of mine who are single right now who want to be married in the future, who long for growing old with their spouse and sharing a life together.  Instead, they'll get the "domestic partnership" instead.  Separate is not equal, and my special status of being Gay Married * is not equal, either.  It's neither fish nor fowl, up or down.  It's just odd place to be, and that's not where I want my (or anyone else's) marriage to fall.

I know that the gay marriage ban will be back on the ballot very quickly, possibly even next year.  In the meantime, I'm hoping the people who were organizing the anti-Prop 8 movement will learn the lessons from the previous battle, and focus on education and outreach.  I'm hoping that it'll get turned around by then.  But in the meantime, we need to be focused and on top of this issue.  We need to keep talking about this, and I'll do my best to show everyone that a gay married couple is equally as boring and dull as any hetero married couple.  Seriously, people, we work, we go home, we have dinner together, we hang out with friends, and that's about it.  We do everything that any other straight married couple do; we just do it with an unwated asterisk attached. And that simply will not do.

My Head Sounds Like This: Can't Get You Out Of My Head

As the (incredibly long and rather difficult) work week is coming rapidly to a close, I felt it was fitting to go out with a fun ditty. Now, this admission will probably cost me a bunch of Cool Points, but I am a fan of both Coldplay and Kylie Minogue.  And I'm a big fan of covers. So, imagine how giddy I was when I discovered this fun cover Coldplay did of my favorite Kylie tune, 'Can't Get You Out of My Head":

What really sells this for me is not only Chris Martin's playful banter at the beginning (and for also rocking the facial stubble), but it's his sheer pleasure he has to rocking out to this dance anthem. He's having a blast and because of that, I am too. 

And yes, you won't be able to get it out of your head.

Well, That Helps Me Stick To My Diet

As I previously mentioned, I've been working out a lot lately, but I've plateaued when it comes to losing weight.  The problem with this?  I'm overeating.  On a stressful schedule in an office loaded with crap food will often breakdown my meager willpower and I end up eating stuff I shouldn't.  So, starting today, I am sticking to a healthy food routine: eating healthy things every few hours.  My lunch today? Falafel and tabbouleh -- tasty and (relatively) healthy.  My friend DY sent me the video for this Korean Pizza Hut commercial, and after watching it... it'll help me stick to my diet.

...wow.

...The Answer Is Yes.

Work has been pretty intense the past few weeks, hence the low amount of posts.  However, the awesome people at MTV have finally released the Supertrailer for my show, Is She Really Going Out With Him?:

MTV Shows

As you can tell, it's pretty fun with a rather snarky sense of humor.  I'm story producing three episodes, the first of which involves the dude flat-ironing his rat tail. Yup.

Regular posts will continue soon, I promise.

Don't Flatter Yourself, Mary

Sam Wurzelbacher, aka Joe The Plumber, was asked about the gays in an interview with Christianity Today:

I personally still think it’s wrong. People don’t understand the dictionary—it’s called queer. Queer means strange and unusual. It’s not like a slur, like you would call a white person a honky or something like that. You know, God is pretty explicit in what we’re supposed to do—what man and woman are for. Now, at the same time, we’re supposed to love everybody and accept people, and preach against the sins. I’ve had some friends that are actually homosexual. And, I mean, they know where I stand, and they know that I wouldn’t have them anywhere near my children. But at the same time, they’re people, and they’re going to do their thing.

Well, speaking for the gays, we don't want to be anywhere near your children either.  At least, not without a rabies shot.

[Hat Tip: Think Progress]