Sunday, August 23, 2009

Christ in a frying pan

I've been meaning to do a post for two days. Yesterday I was at a work conference, so I had no chance, and when I got home, between bicycle-building related exhaustion (No, really. For Camp Quality kids) and the hangover to end all hangovers, there wasn't a hope in hell.

Tonight, my phone seems hell-bent on interfering with my plans, and won't cough up the photos that were going to go with this post.

So, situation normal - there's nothing of substance here.

Hopefully I can wrangle the phone into disgorging the goods tomorrow and getting something up here. In the meantime, here's some thinking music, just because I can:

Saturday, August 01, 2009

Four Thousand Confirm what 60% of us think; ALP oblivious

So, Jeremy and I attended the National Day of Action for Same Sex Rally (There's a mouthful!) at Fed Square today, along with four thousand other Melbournites braving the hair-ruining inclement weather to make their feelings known on the issue of same-sex marriage.

There were speeches, quartets, music and chanting, as one would expect. Most of all there was an air of mixed feelings; frustration that we had to be there at all - frustration that this is still an issue in 2009, and hope. Hope that this generation will be the one to sweep aside the last area of discrimination against same-sex couples. Hope that this will be the Government that listens to the voices of the majority of Australia.

Not that we really expected that today would be the day that changed it - Rudd has made his small-minded opinion known for some time now, but it was still disappointing to know that unless the Bill introduced by the Greens gets up, we wait even longer to grant equal rights to same-sex couples.

We are not impressed with your work this morning, Mr. Rudd

The Rally culminated with an illegal marriage on the steps of Parliament House. We marched from Fed Square up Swanston and Collins Streets, and for the most part, passers-by were supportive - apart from one Bible basher standing on the tram-tracks telling all assembled they were going to hell. Nice.

I'm glad I went. I'm glad that my voice was heard, and that the voices of other were as well. Not so glad that the ALP chose not to listen to us and a majority of Australians, but it's a start*.

*I realise that this is a remarkably easy thing for me to say, not having a same-sex partner myself, and being quite free to marry my partner should I so choose. I'm aware of that, and acknowledge it.