I am writing this shortly after the polls have closed here in California. Across the country, my friends are rejoicing. Facebook is a veritable confetti-fest of Obamalove. With all the celebrating going on, I will not be surprised if there is a baby boom about nine months from now.
And, yet, I want to cry. Yes, I am relieved that the Reign of Terror is over. I am pleased Sarah Palin will not be a (weak) heartbeat from the Oval Office. I am hopeful that my next President will help save the planet for the little girl I am holding to my breast.
But, as I type with my one free hand, I know she is not safe from bigotry and restriction. I hope that, should she ever be in the awful position of needing an abortion, she will feel safe telling me. And if she doesn’t, since it seems Prop 4 will pass here, she is going to have to tell me, anyway. Of course, by that time, who knows how many more restrictions there will be on her right to choose?
If she turns out to be a lesbian, she’s pretty screwed, too, since it looks like Prop 8 will pass, amending the state constitution to define marriage as between one man and one woman. (I guess she’s also in trouble if she turns out to have a tendency towards polygamy.) On the bright side, if she is a lesbian, she does greatly lessen her chances of an unwanted pregnancy.
Americans voted for Obama because they are afraid, as well they should be. I just wish their votes were a signal that they have put their bigotry behind them.
Addendum: I may have jumped the gun here. Prop 4 may fail. Fingers crossed.