What happened to the real America, where I got to tell everyone else how to live their lives and how to behave and what religion they should be?
In the America I grew up in, being gay was something to be ashamed of. In the America I grew up in, minorities knew their place.
In the America I grew up in, just being a white male was enough. That's why I decided to BE a white male and not a black lesbian. Sheesh. Choices people! Make them wisely.
And finally, whatever happened to my right to vote on other people's civil liberties? I have to say, I much preferred it when I got my way on everything and women and minorities had no say in anything. Because, once again, I CHOSE to be a white male and if you made less wise decisions then I'm sorry.
I did NOT, however, chose to be gay and that sort of gummed up the works. In fact, now that I think about it, I don't think I really decided to be born white or male, either.
Hmm.
OMG. What if other people, people who are different than me didn't really have a choice of what sex or race or economic level they were born into?
OMG. That fucks up everything. That would mean that we were all equal under the law and that I have just been being an enormous self-entitled racist, sexist prick!
I am reborn.
And now I'm going to go out to a random gay bar and drink myself silly celebrating!! Yahoo!!!
And then I'm going to grab the first cute boy I can find an drag him out to Channelview and make some Christians marry us and bake me a fucking CAKE!
AN ANGEL FOOD CAKE!!!
Crossposted http://www.dailykos.com/...