Today was Voting Day in North Carolina, where I live. We had the presidential primaries, of course. Local issues. Gubernatorial primaries. Other assorted offices. The big issue, though, was Amendment One.
For anyone not aware, Amendment One, in a nutshell, is a proposed state constitutional amendment that would ban recognition in this state of any union other than that between one man and one woman. That would include not only marriage, but also civil union. The way it’s written, it would also erase any domestic partner benefits already provided by businesses, cities, etc. Most experts believe it would drive away a lot of potential business from the state for that reason. That’s entirely aside from the harms to people not targeted by the hatemongers, such as unmarried victims of domestic violence, who risk having their orders of protection stripped from them.
I voted NO on Amendment One, or the Hate Amendment as I call it. So far, the haters are winning. Which just makes me furious. I keep hoping a big bunch of NO votes will come in at the last minute and I can take a little bit of pride in my state instead of being ashamed.
I don’t know what’s going to happen in America in the coming years. I’m honestly afraid of what may come if we let the far right take over the way they’re trying to. I see militant Christians doing everything they can to snatch freedoms from everyone who isn’t a straight, white, rich, Christian man, and it makes me sick to my stomach. Especially when they will, like they likely will today (the vote’s offically already been conceded, though all precincts haven’t reported yet). People who believe in real freedom, not just freedom for straight white rich christian men, have to keep fighting. Let’s not give up, y’all.
Sigh. I’ll be less depressing next time, when maybe there’s something to be less depressing about. BTW, the cartoon is by my hubby, who agrees with me on this issue.
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