my own manifesto
my post two days ago, about the young soldier on the subway, definitely caused a bit of a stir – i’m glad it had an affect on people. i know how much fluff about prostitutes, elle-girls, and alchohol i smack down in these here pages, but after all, i do consider myself a writer and every now and then, i like to like the quill fly where it will.
that said. i’d like to make very clear that my personal opinion on the impending war in iraq was at no point mentioned in that post. my opinion on the validity of war in general was not mentioned. that was done on purpose. while a lot of you were just really touched, i feel like people were assuming my opinion on the matter – and you know what they say about assuming*!
so just for the record, so that i don’t ever have to discuss or defend my political or socio-economic views at any later date, let me tell you some things, loud and clear, about me that aren’t in the 100 things.
i am militantly pro-choice. i don’t have a problem with people who are against having abortions. that is also, ironically, their personal choice i have a problem with them telling me, and everyone else in this country, that their opinion should be law. that’s not pro-life. that’s anti-choice.
i believe in this country, having chosen to live here over the 15 other countries i have the right to live in. that said, i hold sacred and dear my right to criticise this country at every step. because that is my constitutional right.
i believe this country has miles, miles to go before we attain any kind of equality among races, among genders, and sexual orientation. one of the reasons i want to go to law school is to fight for gay rights.
i believe that Congress’s 1996 Defense of Marriage Act is one of the most blatantly unconstitutional congressional faux-pas i’ve ever, ever seen, because it violates congress’s prescribed “regulatory” power in article IV, section 1 of the constitution – the full faith and credit clause. I will consider it an honor to see that law reversed in my lifetime, and at my hand.
i am not a communist.
and that is all you ever need to know about my politics.
normal, fluffy, witty, cosmo-swilling petit hiboux will return tomorrow.
* and the ass it makes of you and me?