February 7, 2010
Gay rights, glbt, love, marriage, marriage equality, same sex marriage, the love that dare not speak its name
Proposition 22. Proposition 8. Ballot initiatives in Maine. Almost anywhere there is legal recognition for our relationships, some right-wing religious nutjob is trying to destroy them. In some places, they’re winning, at least for the moment.
But stop and think for a moment. This is what they are fighting against:
Lord Alfred Douglas, in 1894, called it “The Love That Dare Not Speak Its Name”. Things have changed some since then, but there are still people out there that want to shove it back into silence. Force it back into the dark corners and hidden places, remove all mention of it from public discourse. For them, only swift and severe condemnation is acceptable. Any other conversation about the subject is immediately labeled “promoting homosexuality”.
It has bothered me for some time why this is so. Why the rabid response to the issue any time it comes up? I think I’ve figured it out…
February 6, 2010
coroner, grim reaper, traffic death, Tulare County
The Grim Reaper was busy Friday night here in Tulare County. I came to work at 5pm, and by 6:30 we’d already received 5 calls for the coroner. Those 5 were all of natural causes, people of various ages passing away at hospitals or homes, requiring a deputy coroner respond to verify no foul play involved in the passing. One a fetal demise, that’s always sad, and later at least one due to a traffic accident. The tally was 7 for the day when I left at 3am. Maybe the Reaper will take the weekend off, since he was so busy Friday. We can only hope.
February 4, 2010
9-1-1, Humor, Personal
9-1-1, 911, emergency calls, scanner
1st mystery of 9-1-1: Why are you whispering?? Odds are very good “they” couldn’t hear you if you were screaming, and they’re probably too busy fighting with each other to notice you’ve left the room. When I ask you to speak up, that doesn’t mean “speak even quieter!” You called for help, but you’re on your cell phone, the signal is crappy, and they’re not designed to compensate for low voice levels. You’re already in the same house, they’re going to know who called when the police show up, so whispering really doesn’t do anything to insure “they don’t know” you’re calling! I can’t help you if I can’t hear you! There’s no address information from a cell phone, and the location technology isn’t reliable. Oh, I might know where you are, within a 1/2 mile or so, but if there’s anyone else there, or you’re in, say, an apartment complex… well, you could be SOL. Speak up!
2nd mystery of 9-1-1: I understand you being upset that the neighbor’s music is loud, even inside your house. I understand that you “can’t hear your own television” over the noise. What I don’t understand is why you ask me “not to put it out over the radio, because they have a scanner”. If YOU can’t hear YOUR television over the noise, how in the heck are THEY going to hear the scanner?? So, yes, the call is going out over the radio. If they have a scanner that can outmuscle that powerful of a stereo, I WANT ONE! And secondly, if they do manage to hear the scanner, and turn down the music before we get there, then your problem has been solved! Either way, you win!
February 1, 2010
bastards, gorilla baby, Kenny
OMG! They killed Kenny! And stuffed him!