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Rain On My Parade And I Will Cut You

Okay, first off–

*MUPPETFLAIL*

AAAAAAHH!

Wendy Davis! DOMA! Prop 9! Has this been crazy or what!?

AAAAAAAAAAHH!

I am proud of Texas, and I am never proud of Texas. And I can’t even tell you on the DOMA thing. Dude. Some days you can actually stand on a rock and watch history washing over you.

Ahem.

That said.

You know what I haven’t seen anyone say? Not once? On any of these things?

“Oh my god, you guys, we won and now the fight is over FOREVER and everyone can go home!”

Surprisingly lack of that.

Also, not much in the “The SCOTUS is the best thing ever and I totally agree with everything they have done in the last few years, GO SCOTUS!” line. Distinct shortage, actually.

Nevertheless, if any conversation goes for more than about five minutes with people going “OH MY GOD, THIS IS AWESOME!” someone will pop up and say “But the Voting Rights Act!” “But you just know that Rick Perry’s going to call another session!” “You know we haven’t really won.”

This is beginning to gall me.

Yes. This is a battle. It is not the war. It will never be the war. The war against bigotry and oppression is unending, like the war against stupidity and entropy and apathy.

We are still allowed to celebrate our victories.

We are still allowed to praise our heroes—to cheer for Wendy Davis and thousands of people who said “Fine, arrest me, I WILL BE HEARD.” That there may be another battle next week—and there will be—and we will likely lose it—does not make those acts of heroism any less heroic. It does not mean that we cannot cheer.

To put it another way, if I finish the patio, loads of rock, stone by stone, back-breaking labor and all—and I step back and go “Hot damn, the patio is lookin’ good!” and my husband* walks behind me and says “Yeah, but you know the upstairs hallway’s still not painted,” I am legally allowed to dismember him with a shovel.

(Pretty sure that was in our vows, actually. Have to double check. Unitarian minister, so it seems likely.)

So. You want to talk about this in your own space, for god’s sake, do it! Say “I have mixed feelings about this because of X and Y.” Say “I love this, but I’m scared that it won’t last.” Say anything you want—your blog, your Twitter, your opinion.

But if a bunch of people are cheering in their space, do you really need to wade in and go “Stop being happy right this minute! It’s not over! You haven’t REALLY won!”? Must you hit reply and say “But! But! But! HORROR DOOM WOE!” on the off-chance that they might possibly have one unadulterated moment of glee in a hard-fought victory?

Seriously, guys. Unless somebody is saying “WE HAVE WON FOREVER!” cut ‘em some damn slack already. Tomorrow we will pick up the shovels again.

Give us one damn day to cheer.

 

 

*Ha! I love saying that. And now a whole bunch of my friends get to say it to, with the law behind them!

 

Originally published at Tea with the Squash God. You can comment here or there.


Thank you. I've been trying to articulate my frustration with everyone's reactions all morning with absolutely no luck. I finally had to step away from the internet (*gasp!!*) for a few minutes so I could celebrate as loudly as I wanted. :)

And congrats again on the marriage! Your delight makes me smile. :D

You don't know me, but your Mulan icon makes me grin.

I was just venting to a friend about this. War is made up of small battles, this is how war works. Winning one battle is a GOOD thing and it's okay to be happy about it. If you go day to day refusing to allow yourself to enjoy a victory you will burn out and be useless.

Thank you for this! I was feeling the same thing myself, but you put it into words far better than I could.

If we don't get the chance to celebrate our victories, we never get to appreciate how sweet they are.

... I love it that I saw your footnote and was bemused because the only asterisks I noted on first (and second) reading of this post were at *MUPPETFLAIL*

I'm so glad that people can legally say MUPPETFLAIL now.

(and also about DOMA and Texas, but my own country's politics are so depressing this morning that it's harder to get quite so excited about yours, even though your news is awesome and full of muppets.)

Huh? But can a Space Marine say "MUPPETFLAIL"?

Thank you for putting this into words. I just now had to leave one of the net places I usually hang out because I am having too much personal stress going on in my life to listen to all the negativity and tearing down they were doing on this topic on top of that. I did link them to this on my way out, which was ever so much easier for me to do than to try and argue with them all about why I was upset and aggravated about their conversation.

All of the agreements.

So with you on the husband thing. I kept coming up with excuses to say it the first month I was married.

I'm having trouble with it myself, "husband" had some...poor connotations in my upbringing. I've decided I DO quite like "spouse", though! :)

I'll keep that in mind. In case I'm in danger of being happy, ever again.

(hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee)

Well, the earlier timestamps are gloating!

And I WANT the Texas Governor to call another special session! Right now! While all the good gals are still in Austen and this is still on the national news.

And I want a "Wendy Davis for Governor!" pac started, so all of us all over the country can donate to it. While all this is hot.

Hillary/Davis can wait. Hillary/Warren 2016 comes first. Well, okay, Warren/Davis 2024.

*Refrains from correcting Austen to Austin. See where MY mind lives.*

"Wendy Davis for Governor!"

OH HELL YES.

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I was up until 1:30 this morning (stupid time zones) watching one of the most epic battles of heroic pedantry and rules lawyering I have EVER SEEN, from which I finally crawled off to bed, angry. When I woke up, I discovered that the blatantly illegal crap that had infuriated me had been kicked to the curb, and there was much rejoicing. Three hours later, I watched history be made, and so many of my friends being completely beyond ecstatically happy. Yeah, tomorrow might suck again. Today, though? Today I will bask in glory of a fuck-ton of us standing in front of the bigots and flipping them off, en masse.

I may also be on my third margarita.

Thank you, Urs.

This is a big victory.

It's not the victory. But a victory is still a victory. Small progress is still progress, and better than no progress.

So I'm going to celebrate with my friends and anyone who tries to harsh on that buzz can go fuck themselves. (:

I am celebrating today, and planning on showing up at the capitol on July 1st for Perry's next attempt to push this stupid law through. I get to have it both ways!

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I work for an environmental group, and the fact that you can't turn around without people ripping apart the victory you JUST had is exhausting. You have to celebrate your victories! If you think too much about how it's an endless fight it's hard to motivate yourself, let alone other people. It's so tiring. Break out the champagne and leave the next fight for the morning.

I find it to be a very individual thing. I do just fine staying focused on the long-term battle, and I find the celebrations to be distracting in a bad way. Being on that side, I've experienced the reverse of what you have - being criticized for not celebrating (or seeing a sufficiently major) the victory because I don't wish to celebrate it.

We are still allowed to celebrate our victories.

Yes.

I hope it's not because Kimberly McCarthy was the 500th inmate to be executed in Texas since 1976.

Seriously, I don't know what else happened in Texas today, but that wouldn't make me proud to be a Texan.

No. Not because of that. Because of Wendy Davis filibustering for 11 hours straight and more people putting in delaying tactics to make it so that the anti-abortion bill couldn't go through within the special session.

WOOOOOOOT We WON!

Really cause that's what I went with today. God let's get some breathing room, celebrate and do a flail dance!

And congrats on your birding! Really. More woot!