Fuck you, I love you.
"America, we are better than these last eight years. We are a better country than this."
I hope so, I really hope so.
When I moved to America, I was prepared for it to be, well, different. Maybe a little more conservative, maybe a little less secular, maybe a little more insular.
I was not prepared for it to be so sexist, so racist, so misogynist, so homophobic, so Christian, so hateful. It is a country where 'liberal', 'left wing', 'European' - and gay - are all very dirty words. It is a country that has taken a deliberate step back into the century before last.
And it deserves better.
It is the country of Edison, Lincoln, Emerson - of Thoreau, of Twain, of Rosa Parks and Martin Luther King - of Alice Waters and Raymond Chandler, Philip K. Dick, Einstein's adopted nation, the country that gave us the Moon, the internet, the surfboard. More good music than I can poke a (drum)stick at, Georgia O'Keefe, the Sopranos, Star Wars, Frank Miller (okay, I know, scary right wing at heart).
It is the place Neil Gaiman calls home. Okay, self-mockery over.
It is a country that has taken our downtrodden masses and made them proud to be one under the flag, proud to call that patch of astonishing geo-demo-politco-geography between Canada and Mexico (small side jaunts to Hawaii, Alaska and the territories notwithstanding) Home.
It is the country which safe guards freespeech so fiercely that it has become on of the porn capitals of the world. (Erm, shame about their attitude on sexual acts for money if the cameras aren't rolling)
It is a country that holds our future in its hands.
Thanks for not fucking it up, you crazy damn Americans.
I will now enjoy a fine Cuban cigar.
I quit smoking 4 years ago when you rolled over and let that criminal steal the White House, and I have no intention to go through the pain of nicotine withdrawal a THIRD time, but I do think this warrants a nice cigar.
No one mention Prop 8 or K, or my tears will extinguish my nice romeo y julieta.
I hope so, I really hope so.
When I moved to America, I was prepared for it to be, well, different. Maybe a little more conservative, maybe a little less secular, maybe a little more insular.
I was not prepared for it to be so sexist, so racist, so misogynist, so homophobic, so Christian, so hateful. It is a country where 'liberal', 'left wing', 'European' - and gay - are all very dirty words. It is a country that has taken a deliberate step back into the century before last.
And it deserves better.
It is the country of Edison, Lincoln, Emerson - of Thoreau, of Twain, of Rosa Parks and Martin Luther King - of Alice Waters and Raymond Chandler, Philip K. Dick, Einstein's adopted nation, the country that gave us the Moon, the internet, the surfboard. More good music than I can poke a (drum)stick at, Georgia O'Keefe, the Sopranos, Star Wars, Frank Miller (okay, I know, scary right wing at heart).
It is the place Neil Gaiman calls home. Okay, self-mockery over.
It is a country that has taken our downtrodden masses and made them proud to be one under the flag, proud to call that patch of astonishing geo-demo-politco-geography between Canada and Mexico (small side jaunts to Hawaii, Alaska and the territories notwithstanding) Home.
It is the country which safe guards freespeech so fiercely that it has become on of the porn capitals of the world. (Erm, shame about their attitude on sexual acts for money if the cameras aren't rolling)
It is a country that holds our future in its hands.
Thanks for not fucking it up, you crazy damn Americans.
I will now enjoy a fine Cuban cigar.
I quit smoking 4 years ago when you rolled over and let that criminal steal the White House, and I have no intention to go through the pain of nicotine withdrawal a THIRD time, but I do think this warrants a nice cigar.
No one mention Prop 8 or K, or my tears will extinguish my nice romeo y julieta.