I'm off soon to join the impact, the nationwide set of protest/rallies versus proposition 8.

And I'm nervous as all hell.

Nothing specific worries me, but I'm bubbling over with nervous gases. My mind is alive with visions of angry mobs and RNC head-busting. Did I mention that socialists are organizing it?

Everyone wants a peaceful assembly, ( Read more... )

I dreamt of Thanksgiving dinners, last night. Two of them, in large auditoriums, with long rafters of food. I think that officially means my belly is ready for food.

First, the unremitting horror. This is horror-movie-bad. Government ineptitude left these people vulnerable, and now their incomplete plans will leave them to starve, burn, and die by their own savage hands. Please join me in a moment of shame ( Read more... )