My heart sings, then cries
by dixie
Wandering aross the blogosphere this dreary, rainy California morning, I found two gems of news that I couldn’t read without passing on to y’all.
California had a Special Election yesterday. I did not vote (shame on me!) but the outcome appeared to be favo(u)rable anyway (though the measure I cared the most about was voted down by the slimmest margin of any of them — let that be a message to me). My beloved crazy leftists are screaming that this spells doom for Arnold, but I doubt it’s anything more than a little embarrassing. The Republicans in Washington are having a much harder time of it than Arnie. Either way, it cheered me up this morning.
Then I read this. Ever since I knew it was an issue, I have been supportive of allowing homosexual couples to adopt children. Obviously, they would go through the same procedures (lots of paperwork and some proving of worthiness) as straight couples. I know at least one person who reads this blog who believes that gay couples shouldn’t be allowed to adopt because it’s not possible for a child to be properly brought up by two men (for example). In response, I offer this story and follow it up with a pointed question about the role of sexuality (or, as I would argue, the lack thereof) in a family’s ability to care and provide for a child.
Comments
There are some interesting measures there.
Prop 80 in particular seems nice. Which one were you holding out for?
Prop 80 gives me the willies because it’s already damn hard to switch your electrical provider; I don’t see why we need to give the private utilities even more of an edge. I felt (and still feel) pretty strongly about Prop 73, and I’m glad it was voted down.