I went to another march tonight. Well. To part of one. We got there late, and caught up with the march on the way back. The back of the march turned out to have the most fun, anyway, as folks with two enormous speakers on a cart--which they were pushing all the way up a quite steep hill when we joined them--were playing delightful dance music with flashy lights. Good times. And that meant I didn't need to do much chanting, which I wasn't really up for after yoga and climbing and hideous humidity anyway.
The anti-choice protesters were just depressing. It keeps unsettling me that they're so damn...god-focused. I mean. I have been there myself. I can actually see where they're coming from. But they can't come up with a unified non-religious way to phrase it? Even when I was a good little missionary kid who sincerely believed that abortion was Killing Innocent Children, I knew that you were supposed to argue against it--in political situations--in terms other than Because God! Other people are not obliged to listen to your Because God! arguments. That's not supposed to be how the government works.
It makes me want to go join a church again just to fight against this kind of nonsense from the inside. But I know realistically I don't have that kind of energy or conviction. It just makes me...tired. That this is the Face Of Christianity to so many people: hateful folks who drive gay kids to suicide and want to make a theocracy out of the country. It's like having a racist grandpa. (Who, sigh, votes in a racist manner, to extend the metaphor too far.)
They had an enormous pseudo-liberty-bell hung between two enormous tablets with poor renditions of the ten commandments on them. (Look, go with the KJV if you insist, but you can't just summarize if you're also going to use archaic Thou stuff. You have to put the literal bits out there. Mention how you can't covet someone's ass! It's right there in the text!)
Anyway. I'm glad I showed up, but it mostly makes me tired. I am not good at this whole politics thing. I want people to look at the best facts available--and get someone to investigate if we don't have good facts available--and then make decisions based on what's the most good for the most people. Instead I get sore feet and a bunch of jackasses making the religion I grew up with look even worse. Bah. Politics.
The anti-choice protesters were just depressing. It keeps unsettling me that they're so damn...god-focused. I mean. I have been there myself. I can actually see where they're coming from. But they can't come up with a unified non-religious way to phrase it? Even when I was a good little missionary kid who sincerely believed that abortion was Killing Innocent Children, I knew that you were supposed to argue against it--in political situations--in terms other than Because God! Other people are not obliged to listen to your Because God! arguments. That's not supposed to be how the government works.
It makes me want to go join a church again just to fight against this kind of nonsense from the inside. But I know realistically I don't have that kind of energy or conviction. It just makes me...tired. That this is the Face Of Christianity to so many people: hateful folks who drive gay kids to suicide and want to make a theocracy out of the country. It's like having a racist grandpa. (Who, sigh, votes in a racist manner, to extend the metaphor too far.)
They had an enormous pseudo-liberty-bell hung between two enormous tablets with poor renditions of the ten commandments on them. (Look, go with the KJV if you insist, but you can't just summarize if you're also going to use archaic Thou stuff. You have to put the literal bits out there. Mention how you can't covet someone's ass! It's right there in the text!)
Anyway. I'm glad I showed up, but it mostly makes me tired. I am not good at this whole politics thing. I want people to look at the best facts available--and get someone to investigate if we don't have good facts available--and then make decisions based on what's the most good for the most people. Instead I get sore feet and a bunch of jackasses making the religion I grew up with look even worse. Bah. Politics.