The Gay Witch Hunt

Any of you who watch the Office know exactly what I'm talking about when you hear me utter the words "Gay Witch Hunt." But it applies to a much larger population than the society of Office watchers. The Gay Witch Hunt is one of the biggest issues of the modern age. We have created this scandalous controversy of Gaydom that is revolting, honestly. Here are the "arguments", plain and simple; the things that people say that are just excuses for their own terror and suspicion.

1. It's unnatural.

Well, maybe. Our anatomy isn't made for homosexuality, that is true. But our body also wasn't intended to use vaccines or to take in pasteurized products or antibiotics. These are just as, if not more unnatural, and they are vital to our health and well-being. It's not an indulgence on our part, it's a simple addition to our civilization's way of life. Well, time to face it folks. There are homosexuals, and a lot of them. They are also a part of our civilization. Next time your conservative Southern Baptist wife eliminates the greys in her hair, she is going against nature just as much as my friend from high school that likes to kiss men. Should a woman that has had a complete hysterectomy be disallowed to marry because she can't procreate? Should she lose her right to love as well as the ability to bear fruit? It's just wrong. Love is not only about the children, it's about being in LOVE.

2. It goes against God.

Not really. Not at all. Marriage is defined in a biblical sense as the joining and intimacy of two people that share a bond of love and a desire to be true to each other for life eternal. Not "Man and Woman," but two people. In fact, originally, God had only intended to create a man. One man. Woman was an afterthought because he liked man so much and wanted more perfection. We are all created in his image, and according to the Bible, men are more in his image because they were created first. What is so sinful about loving someone in the image of God? Furthermore, the ability to procreate, which is what most religious nuts say is the reason for loving someone when they're arguing the subject, was originally created as a punishment to Adam and Eve for eating of the tree of knowledge. Eve only bore Cain after being banished from Paradise. So, there goes that argument right out the window. God bade us love one another. He, in all of His wisdom, did not specify, "Man must love only Woman and Woman, Man," but told us we must love all to honor Him. What is wrong with one man wanting to spend his life with another man? His love, or the love of a woman loving another woman, is just as beautiful, sacred and holy as the love I share with the man who gave me a son. Case closed.

And really, those are the only arguments anyone has to offer to the contrary of the idea of legalizing homosexuality in a marital situation. But the arguments for Gay marriage are overwhelming. Homosexual life partners deserve the chance to voice those arguments, to be heard and honored. But today, the "Most romantic day of the year," they have to say once again that they are life partners and haven't been allowed the chance to marry. It's sick, it's wrong, and it's sad. I'm planning a wedding for myself and my fiance, why can't they?

Happy Valentine's, all. And remember that God loves you and that I love you no matter who you love.

I'm going to solve the debt crisis!!!! No, really.

Every time I write something new, I intend to do it a lot more often from then on. And, as you can see, it always fails. But now, as a new mommy with new responsibilities and new time management skills, I will try to make a commitment to post at least once a week.

That being said, on to the meat of the post.

Today I want to talk about this whole economic thing. It really sucks. But these days, more and more young adults are moving back in with their parents in order to make ends meet. The extended family living situation is becoming one of the only options for a lot of people, and it's sad to think that I may not get to have a nice big family house that my kids will get to come back to some day and tell their children, "This is where I grew up." Right now, my fiance and I are living with our infant son in my parents' basement. I have been looking for a job off and on for almost a year now, and been unemployed for over nine months. Wes gets maybe 30 hours a week at a barely better than minimum wage job. And this is how most young families are having to face their first years as a couple and as parents- Barely scraping by, feeling an overwhelming sense of guilt for what they wish they could give their kids... It's all too common.

The worst part, though, is that it seems like there is no real solution. The kids on Facebook have suddenly become experts on national finance and apparently have it all figured out... But it's all been tried before.

We could become a socialist nation- If we were the Utopian society that the original socialists dreamed of. You see, socialism only works when everyone is equally motivated fiscally and patriotically to contribute their fair share of labor for the overall cache of resources. But in the real world, for someone to make a buck off of no labor, someone has to give up a buck for their hard labor. In other words, some people will work less diligently (because of little motivation, disabilities, inability to do the work... whatever the reason may be) and some will work far more diligently. This means that the top of the society, the doctors and lawyers that put themselves through rigorous education and training, will have wasted that effort because they will accrue just as many resources as, for instance, someone who never finished high school and works part time. It's a fairly "ideal" situation that everyone shares the wealth, but the fact of the matter is, capitalism works because it adds great reward for great effort. If there is no reward for great effort, what real human will make the effort to begin with? We are people. We have human imperfections. Working simply for "The Greater Good" doesn't cut it for us. Eventually, we would all become the little educated part time laborers that make up the "lower ranks" of the society and our nation would collapse.

We could continue the way we've been going. The "One Percent," as our generation is so fond of making the villain, could keep accumulating all of the nation's wealth and prosperity, and people like us, my little family and I, could slowly sink into a hole of poverty and neediness that quite frankly scares the shit out of me. The "ninety-nine percent" could fade into obscurity even though we are the majority of the nation's population. Our voices could continue to go unheard in Congress, and the tycoon corporations could continue whispering in our politicians' ears. Yeah, that's what we ALL want... In this scenario, our nation would also surely collapse.

We could make the nation into a nation of "Bootstrap Pullers" and stop giving out help to the people, again like us, that would be lost without government assistance. My son can't get vaccinated without his Medicaid- We simply have no funds. So all of you older gentlemen that rant about Obamacare and tell us we need to "do it ourselves" and that "more of the budget needs to go to military expansion and homeland improvement projects" need to take a reality check and let it dawn upon you that someday you could be disabled, or your company could go bust, or a natural disaster could destroy everything you've worked for all of your lives, and the government wouldn't help you out. You'd have to dig out those good ol' bootstraps again just when you thought you became some sort of success. The American Dream takes a lot of hard work, but without government assistance programs that "replete our national treasury", what's protecting your American Dream when things go wrong? Again, national collapse.

So all of you Facebookers who have it "All figured out", remember that there are people that went through decades business school and that have managed national budgets before that can't figure this shit out. Do you really think your idealistic trash talking on the internet is going to fix our country? The best thing you can do for our nation's economic crisis is to zip your lip, become an informed consumer instead of a mindless one, buy only what you need and small, useful luxuries, and give back to your community in ways like shopping locally (for the taxes) and by donating time, money, or other resources where you can to the people that don't have the opportunities you do. Get off your stupid social networking sites and do something about it. No effort is too small to start mending the fiscal wounds that the United States have suffered so much from. Seriously. Take a look at your bed consumerist habits before you blame the politicians and corporations that you have enabled. It will take time, and believe me, I have an idea of how much effort (I love me some Starbucks!!!), but it's the only way to get things going the way we ALL want them to.

This is your favorite Songbird Mommy, signing out.

Behind the Yellow Tape- New Poem!!!!

Behind the Yellow Tape

Her stark silence screams out into the dark;
She’s tried to run and hide, to stay away-
But his battering hands make their black mark.

Somewhere outside, their panicked puppy barks,
He’s felt those fists in his own dreary day;
Her stark silence screams out into the dark.

Baby lies crying, lost in a hot remark;
At least she’s not remembered in his rage
While his battering hands make their black mark.

She claims the bruises are simply birthmarks,
But they see the dried blood on her grey face;
Her stark silence screams out into the dark.

He drags her ankle, a mad, frenzied shark;
He hasn’t use for a broken toy anyway.
And his battering hands make their black mark

He’s left the heavy front door slammed ajar-
You can still see where the shattered body lay;
Her stark silence screamed out into the dark,
But his battering fists left their red mark.

Shaking off the rusty keyboard

Can plastic Rust?

Anyway, time to work out the kinks in my fingers with some good old fashioned ranting.

Has anyone else seen the inherent problem in our schooling system? It's not the cafeteria food that's crawling across the linoleum floor, or the bipolar Central air system that has students shivering and sweating all at once. No, it's this perverse grading scale. It's not based on actual ability, or even how well you can fake knowing a subject. No, it's based on how much work you have time to finish, how many tedious packets a teacher feels they can endure grading. For instance, in a creative writing class, a student with no conventional or stylistic skill will get a higher grade than a veritable Shakespeare simply because the good writer had a game the night before the paper (or whatever) is due. These grading scales teach our youth to bullshit (excuse the slang) their way through a complicated assignment and just ensure that it looks good, rater than actually making sure the end product is concise and correct. It's teaching students to rush through their projects, rather than doing the responsible thing and spending the time a project deserves to make sure it's polished and ready to inspect. The students who, like me, get bored easily but know their stuff, have to do mindlessly tedious tasks rather than actually learn anything. It's barbaric and bizarre, the way primary and secondary educational institutes refuse to actually educate.

The way I see it, lazy students slide by without doing anything more than turning in a paper with a bunch of scribbled down guesses, and the determined students are stuck at a slower pace than they can endure. And grades themselves, might I add, are an abomination. The only possible outcomes after a report card comes out are self absorbency or self loathing. The pressure put on students to perform well in school, while it may be well intentioned, is repugnant and medieval. It's used as a social status, as a determination of intelligence. Really, it's an entirely inaccurate reflection of a person's academic ability or lack thereof.

There will be more to come on this subject if I ever find some time to rant more.

New poem- The lament

The hospital room is cold as ice
Suppressing a shiver, I close my eyes
Doc keeps saying “It musta been hard
To watch him fall this far.”

I shake it my head clear and go back to a time
Where you’re crackin a smile at my brand new rhyme
So happy with words and music and life
Now the fire is out, like you’ve switched off your light

As the tears run unchecked down these pale white cheeks
Death laughs out loud at the havoc he wreaks
Losing you was the dullest knife
Hacking my heart one beat at a time

As they pull the sheet over your sweat soaked curls
Those silvery wings began to unfurl
In your death, again reborn
From mortal pain your spirit shorn
From wretched earth to love’s pure song
I just wish I could come along

Our last goodbye is in this verse
It’s the darkened windows on a slow, sad hearse
And at last this sad refrain will be done
The day we again become one