Taking a walk, I saw these plants sprouting up from a sawed-off, dead tree. What a perfect analogy, I thought, for the joyous results of yesterday’s election of President Obama. Maybe there is hope for this country after all.
I’m not too sure about my fine state of California however.
I’m pleased that we approved Proposition 2, to provide civil rights to some farm animals (poultry and veal calves must be provided enough room for them to stand, turn around or spread their wings—and what a disgrace that this must be legislated!).
But I’m dismayed that the state approved Proposition 8, to take away the civil rights of some people by outlawing same-sex marriage. I am so sad for friends whose weddings I’ve attended that now stand to be annulled by the state. They cherish each other and have built long lives together and are models for how to make a loving relationship work.