December 18, 2010

On the Repeal of Don't Ask, Don't Tell

As long time readers know well, my forays into the teeming cesspool that is politics have been few and far in between in the nearly ten years that I have maintained a web presence. And for good reason too: the contempt in which I hold most, if not all, of the über clowns in politics—and they are, by the way, all über clowns by definition for pursuing that ludicrous profession—is usually one I reserve only for loathing myself. Even if I wasn't an all consumed misanthrope to begin with, I am confident one glance at the morning newspaper's reports of the idiotic misadventures of federal, state, and local politicians would be sufficient to raise an ire that knew no bounds.

So, with that disclaimer in place, it was with pleasant surprise that I took in today's news that the esteemed ladies and gentlemen in the United States Senate finally decided to repeal Don't Ask, Don't Tell, the Clinton-era policy that banned gay men and lesbians from serving openly in the military.

Perhaps it is all the time I spent in the Bay Area (and specifically, San Francisco), but despite being someone who tries very hard to see the other side of any issue, I have found it impossible to comprehend a good faith argument on the side of those opposing repeal. When the military itself says it's not a problem, can there be any explanation for opposing repeal except bigotry? I, for one, think the answer to that question is no.

I don't intend to spend much more of your (or my) time on this point. I will leave it to others to vomit hundreds of thousands of words on why this is such a historic (or catastrophic) day in America—and you can be sure they will, mostly incoherently. I just wanted to register my satisfaction with the fact that the loathsome clowns finally righted what I consider to have been a tremendous wrong.

Meanwhile, state-sponsored discrimination against gay men and lesbians continues with such ludicrous laws as the idiotically titled Defense of Marriage Act, and is a real abomination. How about you assholes start worrying about things that matter, like paving the roads, and stop worrying about whom I can or cannot marry. Or don't—just waste my hard-earned tax dollars passing stupid, irrelevant resolutions. Fucking clowns.