Random thoughts on a rainy morning as i wait for the cable guy (or gal) to show up:
Rick Warren: On one hand, I’m upset that Obama has chosen Rick Warren to give the invocation at the Inauguration, given Warrren’s enthusiastic support of California’s Prop 8, which may turn out (legal appeals are still under way) to have overturned the California Supreme Court’s rulng that denying same-sex couples the right to marry is unconstitutional under the California constitution. On the other hand, I thought the most enormous and horrifying mistake George W. Bush made was, having lost the popular vote in 2000, to act as if he had a huge popular-vote mandate for a highly conservative, pro-business, anti-middle class social and economic agenda.
If ever the country needs a genuine “uniter, not a divider,” this is it. Obama is a political genius who seems committed to depolarizing the electorate. (This the guy who defeated the undefeatable Hilary Clinton and then the undefeatable John McCain with his calm, well-organized, and brilianty-executed campaigns. If he devotes that same intelligence and strategic gift to bringing the cuntry together, he’ll be a great president).
This is an extraordinary, and, I think, brilliant gesture to that effect, and meanwhile Obama has not backed off his pro-LGBT statements. He’s got to be president of the conservative Christians as well as frustrated and impatient LGBT activisits. As insulting as the Warren invitation may feel to those of us still smarting from Prop 8, I think it’s a good move. I found Warren’s “Purpose-Driven Life” book inspiring, and by reaching out to him and his followers, we have a greater chance of winning allies than by denouncing them as bigots and creating further division and polarization. I’ve always been a catch-more-flies-with-honey-than-vinegar guy, with some lapses.
A lt of the post-Prop 8 fury and demonization is really displaced anger at ourselves for not making a stronger case and, in California, running a better campaign.
Where the f**k are the cardigan sweaters? I took my Mom Christmas shopping yesterday at Honey Creek Mall in Terre Haute. It’s as if TH passed an ordinace banning the sale of cardigan sweaters, which button down the front and are much easier for 81-year-old guys like my Dad to put on then pullovers. Not a single one at Macy’s (well, they had one shitty-looking one), Penny’s, Sears, or Elder Beerman? What gives? At least we got our exercise.