There was a prop 8 protest in st. louis today. (technically yesterday, as it's after midnight) it was part of a nation wide protest. i found out about it lateish last night, and already had plans to go to a movie with kristin. which, to be fair, we haven't hung out in weeks and haven't been able to go see a movie in like 2 months. and kristin said it wasn't a big deal it's not like prop 8 happened here.
but i knew that was wrong. i wanted to go the the protest, i just didn't. and now, as i'm finally staying up too late and catching up on all my news from the week, i'm kicking myself even more.
here i am, always wanting to get involved, be involved, know what's going on and be aware of events. but i didn't go to this one. no, prop 8 didn't happen here. and maybe my straight friend's perspective on the issue was in part right. but coming together nationwide to say, 'hey, you finally gave us this right, and now you took it away again?' is something i would have liked to be a part of.
it would have been nice to feel a part of something, actually feel the greater community that supports my side, instead of just reading about it on blogs.
stupid me.
but to assuage my guilt at least, i just joined HRC, something i've been meaning to do for like, oh, i don't know, like 4 years?
On Prop 8: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/California_Proposition_8_(2008)
On HRC(the Human Rights Campaign. aka glbt rights org.): http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Human_Rights_Campaign
As I grow through my 20s, i find myself in constant search of what it is i am meant to do with my life. These are my obsessive ramblings on the issue
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