caprice [kuh–prees] n. 1. a sudden, unpredictable change, as of one’s mind or the weather 2. a tendency to change one’s mind without apparent or adequate motive; whimsicality; capriciousness: With the caprice of a despotic king, he alternated between kindness and cruelty.
Jules Verne (1828), Kate Chopin (1850), Jack Lemmon (1925), Neal Cassady (1926), James Dean (1931), Ted Koppel (1940), Nick Nolte (1941), Robert Klein (1942), Creed Bratton (1943), Mary Steenburgen (1953), John Grisham (1955), Vince Neil (1961), Gary Coleman (1968), Seth Green (1974)
Yesterday, the 9th U.S. Circuit Court of Appeals declared “Prop 8” was unconstitutional, saying that, “Proposition 8 serves no purpose, and has no effect, other than to lessen the status and dignity of gays and lesbians in California, and to officially reclassify their relationships and families as inferior to those of opposite-sex couples.”
Finally, people in authority are judging this issue in terms of what is right and what is actually wrong.
But the fight’s not nearly over.
Surprisingly, presidential hopeful (yeah, right) Newt Gingrich disagreed: “With today’s decision on marriage by the Ninth Circuit, and the likely appeal to the Supreme Court, more and more Americans are being exposed to the radical overreach of federal judges and their continued assault on the Judeo-Christian foundations of the United States.”
In addition, the (maybe) GOP front runner, Mitt Romney, had this to say, “I believe marriage is between a man and a woman and, as president, I will protect traditional marriage and appoint judges who interpret the Constitution as it is written and not according to their own politics and prejudices.”
Also, Rick Santorum, the first-class asshole who last night won both the Colorado and Minnesota caucuses as well as the Missouri primary, offered his opinion, “Marriage is defined and has always been defined as ‘one man and one woman.’ We simply cannot allow 50 different definitions of marriage.“
(Before I continue with my point about Proposition 8, I’m stating right here and now, I will leave my friends and family behind, and flee this fucking country if Rick Santorum is elected president. This is not a hollow threat.)
In any case, the addlepated triumvirate that’s left of the GOP hopefuls finally agreed on one thing that doesn’t have anything to do with President Obama being a socialist or a communist: they all feel homosexuals don’t have the same rights as the rest of us when it comes to the pursuit of happiness.
I’m apologizing ahead of time to those of my readers who are Christian. For the record, I am not Christian or even religious. Even though I spent the majority of my education in Catholic institutions, I emerged from them with the belief that religion, for me, exhibited the same usefulness as an 8-track player. That’s not to say I disregard religion or people who have faith. Some of the greatest people I know believe in a higher power. And I respect that. All I ask is that they do the same in regards to my non-belief in one.
But when it comes to condemnation of homosexuality, I will go against anyone, especially nitwits like Gingrich, Romney and Santorum.
As for Gingrich, these “Judeo-Christian foundations of the United States,” are proof of exactly nothing. It’s Newt appealing to the religious for votes even though we’re supposed to have a separation between church and state. And I don’t want to read any response that separation of church and state only applies to certain issues because that’s bullshit. It’s all or nothing. You don’t get to choose the application when it suits you.
Romney said what he said yesterday but in 1994 he said this: “If we are to achieve the goals we share, we must make equality for gays and lesbians a mainstream concern.” What a super fucking guy.
And Santorum. I can honestly say that when I went to find statements he’s made to elucidate my point here, I almost became physically ill reading about how this motherfucker hides behind religion and family values to push an agenda of hate-mongering that would make the staff of Fox News reconsider what they’re doing with their lives.
Bottom line is this: If you feel that homosexuals aren’t entitled to simple rights like being able to spend their lives together, own homes and adopt children, then I challenge you right here and now to explain to me why. I’ll read what you have to say and promise I’ll respond fairly.
I love to read. It keeps the noise of the world at bay. ↔ Art Garfunkel
Guster. Yeah, I know they’re not cool. I was once at a festival listening to them and one of the hipper acts that went before Guster came into the crowd, stood next to me and loudly asked, “What the fuck is this? Hippie frat rock?” And even though Guster was one of the bands I was there to see, I had to laugh. It was an accurate assessment. But who gives a shit? Guster’s made some of my favorite songs. And here’s one of them: “Happier.” Oh, and that dude who made the comment, and although I dig lots of his tunes, the last time I checked he’s been struggling to find his way out of the Philadelphia music scene for quite some time.
→ One of the greatest things about Sunday’s Super Bowl was Clint Eastwood’s “It’s Halftime In America” spot. Pundits on both sides of the aisle were confounded and I’m sure that’s just what he wanted. We’re probably the only society in the world who have a few celebrities who are beyond reproach and not to be trifled with. And it’s refreshing when one of them uses their standing to make a point, even if most of us missed it entirely.
→ Everyone’s talking about Rob Gronkowski, tight end for the New England Patriots, and his well-documented partying after his team’s loss. Leave the dude alone. He ‘s a young guy who needed to blow off some steam.