So, I’ve spent most of my free time reading other people’s blogs today. Usually when the kids are making no peeps (aka napping), I like to sleep, read, or write about the kids for MarriedGeeks. Today though, I’m riled up. I’m fired up. And strangely enough I feel bummed, a bit down, at the same time. And yes, I’ve taken my “Women’s Relaxing” pills, thank you very much.
Why is it that reading inspiring political blogs like I read today (list to come) that I could feel so down? Is it because our future is SO completely uncertain in this country right now? I mean really, who wants to vote Republican when there are SO many personal freedoms at stake? Bring on higher taxes if it means my rights as a woman were left the fuck alone. Bring on higher prices at the pump if it means my gay and lesbian friends have EQUAL rights. I laugh when I hear Republicans refer to themselves as freedom defenders, as the government with the least personal involvement. Sure if their only damn freedoms involve money in their pocket and a gun in their closet, that might be true. Sure they don’t want the government involved in your personal *business* decisions, but they’ll be damned if they aren’t going to nose their way into your *personal* ones. Your bedroom! Your doctor’s office! No where is exempt from these nosy little bastards. Birth control is abortion? Give me a flippin’ break! Am I supposed to stop wearing pants and give up my right to vote too?
I don’t want another DAY, let alone another four years of a government that makes decisions based on theology. I am very capable of making moral decisions. Seriously. Get the hell out of my bedroom. Get the hell out of my doctor’s office. And for that matter, get the hell out of the way of scientific research.
OK, I feel a little better now for having vented. A little.
I know there are many other issues at stake in this election. The war. Health care. Education. But I AM a stay-at-home mom with limited time to write. I hear the kiddos stirring from no-peephood to peephood as I type.
So quickly, my husband’s ex-wife’s new husband, Joe (got that?), a very PROUD republican, challenged me to wear an Obama shirt. Every day. EVERY day. (Joe, if you are reading this far into this blog, I’m impressed!) I ordered one. I like his dare. Other than wash days, I think I’ll have to make this a personal goal. Why? Why NOT! I don’t want anyone thinking I’d EVER be voting for the other guy. I don’t want anyone thinking I’ve forgotten personal freedoms and how much people have fought to get them. To me that is an atrocity. Monstrous. We can have personal freedoms AND sound economics in this country. We’ve had it before. We’ll have it again.
OK, the blogs I owe some credit to for getting me all fired up today are: