I went in to work yesterday with the assumption that everyone would be as excited about Obama's victory as I was, and they were. But, more importantly, there was a sadness that hung over everybody. The passage of Prop 8 in California devastated the 3rd floor of BAL, which houses the Institute of Humanities, the Women's Studies Department and the Communications Department. There are several faculty members who are gay or lesbian, but it didn't just affect them. I was disheartened by the inability of Californians to look past their individual bigotry to do what is best for humanity.
I am saddened that we, as a nation, were able to break through one type of bigotry by electing an African-American president, while reinforcing another, by telling homosexual couples that their love and devotion is less authentic than heterosexual couples. The fear of some rallied into a new kind of hatred of many. It deeply saddens me that my friends will not get the chance to marry; I don't think their love is any less true than mine and Roger's. Nor do I think they are wrong for loving whomever they love.
Back when I still attended church, we were taught that God made all people in his image. We sang a goofy song celebrating the different "colors" of God's peoples. By telling a group of people that God hates them, religious fanatics are playing God, which I believe contradicts the first commandment of not having any other God before me. So, rather than celebrating ALL people, religious leaders are taking it upon themselves to damn those that are different. Shameful.
It is time in this country to banish all hatred and bigotry, not pick and choose which type of hatred and bigotry to focus on now. We have a long way to go as Americans. I am extremely proud to be an American, an open-minded American.