omimouse: Digital painting of a mouse wielding a spear (Default)
This is something that I don't think I've really talked about all that much. Like most of my political views, it is somewhat long and not exactly simple.

Cut for long-windedness. Err, for once I'm actually going to request that if you respond, be polite. I've seen this topic start one to many flame wars. )


Jan. 23rd, 2007 10:25 am
omimouse: ('Concerned Citizens')
So, turns out yesterday was Blog For Choice Day.

I've mentioned it a few times, and I know I've talked about it, so it really shouldn't surprise anyone here that I'm pro-choice. Why?

Because I've been afraid that I was pregnant when I had no room, no money, no resources whatsoever. I've been there, staring at a little stick, terrified. Because I am currently the only adult female of my acquaintance that has not been sexually abused. Because I believe that all children should be wanted; all children should be loved.

Because no matter what crap gets spouted, abortion is not casually treated as 'just another form of birth control'. Because if someone really does not want a child badly enough to go through everything involved with an abortion, then maybe, just maybe, they're really not kidding. Because birth control really does fail every now and then, even when used properly.

Because when pregnancy is treated as the 'punishment' for sex, how the hell do you think those kids are going to be treated? Because I believe it is better to return that little soul to the waiting line, as it were, than to cling to a pregnancy that cannot be supported, to a child that you have no room for, no resources for. Because there are women out there that have a damned good chance of dying if they ever try to carry to term, and they are still fighting to convince their doctors to tie their tubes.

Because this is your choice, each and every one of you. Your choice, and yours alone. Leave your Deity out of it, your parents, everything else. In this, we all stand alone, just a little bit. Is it easier to just say, "It's murder, so I have to carry?" Yes, yes it is. It means you don't have to make one of the most heart-wrenching choices you ever will. You've let someone else make it for you, and you never have to take that walk inside your own soul.

Because this is about the ability to have some kind of say in what happens to our bodies.

As I type this, I feel it worth mentioning that of course I would involve my guys in this choice. I'm one of the lucky ones, and I know it. Most of us will stand completely alone as we stare at that little stick, and most of us will stand completely alone in that clean white room.


Nov. 7th, 2006 05:19 pm
omimouse: ('Concerned Citizens')
Drizzling rain, coldish feel, an generally miserable weather out today. Went out and voted. Hope like hell that TN doesn't pass the stupid little 'marriage protection' amnedment.

In any case, the 3 of us have voted.

Edit And it looks like the damned thing is going to pass. Sometimes, my fellow citizens make me ashamed to be fucking human.


Jan. 26th, 2006 03:21 pm
omimouse: Digital painting of a mouse wielding a spear (Water Mouse)
Abortion should be safe and legal. Comprehensive sex ed should be a mandatory part of public school.

I have been afraid that I was pregnant before. I wasn't using anything at the time, because I only had one partner at that point, and Warin was snipped. Turns out I was a month late because of the amount of stress my body was under.

I have been certain that I was pregnant once. Louis and I were using condoms, because I wasn't sure if we could afford birth control pills for me. The condom didn't break; it unrolled and plastered itself against my cervix, inside out. Happened on Monday; I was on birth control by Sunday, waiting for my period be damned. You're not supposed to be able to tell after only a week. I was pregnant, and I know it; I felt it. Ludicrous fertility runs in my family. I choose to go on the pill, so that I (hopefully) wouldn't have to make a more painful choice a month or so later, and so that I wouldn't have to go through that again.

Because the part that hurt so much both times was the fact that I want a child. I want one very badly. Both times, we simply did not have the resources for another child, and I knew that. It would have been irresponsible in the extreme to have kept a pregnancy, hence the reason I was doing my best to avoid it both times.

I still don't know what my choice would have been, not really. The point is, it would have been my choice. Mine, and my husbands', since they would have been involved with the consequences of that choice. Our choice. No one else's.

No one else has the right to make that choice for us. No one. If you do not agree; if you think abortion should not be legal, then there is the door.

And then she heads for the clinic and/She gets some static walking through the door/They call her a killer, and they call her a sinner/And they call her a whore/God forbid you ever had to walk a mile in her shoes/'Cause then you really might know what it's like to have to choose
omimouse: Digital painting of a mouse wielding a spear (Water Mouse)
I had something of an epiphany last night.

So there I was, getting all worked up and knotting myself into a little ball of emotions over the whole concept of being hated for things beyond my control. And then [ profile] warinbear asked me why I was so worked up about this.

I figured it out. Hatred, to me, is an incredibly personal emotion. It is as personal and deep as love. In fact, to me, it is the flip side of love. For me, the idea of hating someone that you do not know is a next to impossible concept. So, I hear folks ranting about women, or gays, or polyfolk, or Pagans, or whites, or what have you, and I take it personally. Very personally. And it twists at me and bothers me and gets under my skin and hurts.

And then Warin reminded me that I'm the odd one out when it comes to hatred. That for most folks, they need to turn the object(s) of their hatred into a faceless mass to truly be able to hate them.

So, it's not about me. There's nothing that I'm doing that's causing me to be hated, it's something that they're doing to themselves.

I had always thought that if I was just nice enough, and friendly enough, and enough of a polite, accepting, sweet, good person, that I wouldn't be hated. I'm not going to change from trying my best to be that kind of person. Hells, that's the kind of person that I am on an average day, never mind on a good one. That's why it got under my skin so much when someone hated me anyway. I was convinced that I'd screwed up somewhere.

Now? Now I'm just going to be that nice person, and remind myself that the problem is with the bigots, not with me. Maybe they'll be able to see me as a person. Maybe not. In any case, the vinditive part of me is cackling with sadistic glee at the thought of being persistently nice and friendly to them.

After all, it's bound to bug the everlovin' shit outta them.


Jan. 12th, 2006 01:50 am
omimouse: Digital painting of a mouse wielding a spear (Astrid)
Well, that was probably not the best of ideas, but I did it anyway.

I just got involved in a debate on racism. I tried to not get involved, because long experience in the US has taught me that if you're white, you're not allowed to have an opinion on stuff like this. Not usually, anyway. Exceptions, as always, exist.

Y'know, there are days where I wish that there were these massive sprinkler systems everywhere. They would spray a thick layer of paint, random colour selections. You wouldn't be able to tell what colour anyone was. And if the paint was thick enough, you wouldn't be able to tell gender. No pre-concieved notions, you'd just have to go on how they treated you, what kind of person they were. Or I wish everyone was blind.

Some days, I just wish for the sun to go nova, before we spread the disease of hatred beyond our solar system.

Do folks have any idea how it sounds to be told that you can hide your sexuality, so that doesn't count? Or have they just never really been in love with someone of the same gender?

And here I thought it was just the neo-Cons and Dominionist Christians that hated me sight unseen for things that I cannot really control.
omimouse: Digital painting of a mouse wielding a spear (Default)
Okay, this would be in the category of Very Fucking Not Good.

My apologies for not coding the link, but I've been having problems with that lately.

If you will excuse me, I have some Representatives and Senators to get in touch with.
omimouse: Digital painting of a mouse wielding a spear (Default)
Reading Chick Tracts can be amusing. Reading the articles on D&D that they have up on the site however . . .

It's sad when I'm a better Christian than most people who call themselves Christian are. It really is. Feed the hungry, clothe the naked, care for the sick, shelter the needy. It's even sadder when the character that I'm going to be playing this weekend is a better Christian than most.

Y'know, the cleric of sun, moon, and stars that loves without condition, heals, comforts, tithes to churches that aid the needy, forgives, and who spends much more time practicing her beliefs than preaching them.

But, in the popular 'Christian' worldview she also pays homage to more than one god, has a female lover, and is a sorcerer in addition to being a cleric. In the popular 'Christian' worldview, I am pagan, bisexual, and have two husbands.

-sigh- My polypantheistic D&D cleric3/sorcerer4/mystic wanderer2 should not be a better Christian than the outspoken majority of Christianity. Okay? The fact that she is means that there's a real problem here, folks.
omimouse: Digital painting of a mouse wielding a spear (Default)
. . . seems to have minorly exploded in a debate regarding stuff on [ profile] childfree.

Now, let me make my stance clear right from the start:

Your reproductive rights are yours, and yours alone. Don't want kids? Your choice entirely. Want kids? Again, your choice.

You do not have the right to ram your choice down everyone else's throat. If you want kids, you have no right to try to bully or guilt-trip those around you into having children. Not everyone wants kids, and you know what? That's perfectly all right! Parenting has considerable cons as well as pros, and for a decent number of people, the pros simply do not outweigh the cons. Parenting means taking on a considerable responsibility, namely careing for and teaching another human being. You are in for a lot of work, most of it very messy, either emotionally or physically. Free time evaporates, as do finances.

If you don't want kids, you have no right to expect those around you to simply cease childbearing and rearing. It doesn't work that way. Babies cry. Children throw temper tantrums. Children are not pets; one cannot simply 'leave them in the car' while the parents do their shopping. Baby-sitters cost money, as do day-care centers. Yes, it's true, a lot of parents are lousy at handeling their kids in a public place, or indeed, at handeling them at all.

Public places are, however, just that: public. If you are so rabidly childfree that you don't want anyone under the age of 14 within a few feet of you, then may I kindly inform you that the rest of us have lives as well, and that you learn to deal with the fact that children have rights as well, and that you're giving the rest of the childfree community an exceedingly bad name.

And, unless some hapless moron makes the mistake of calling me a 'breeder' or a 'moo', I think that's all I really have to say on this topic. Feel free to ask me questions. They are much preferred to assumptions.

What I want

Dec. 5th, 2003 11:54 am
omimouse: Digital painting of a mouse wielding a spear (Naomi)
I still need to concise these a bit, I think. Should probably spell-check them as well.

I want to be able to be able to be on my spouse's insurance.

I want to be able to list the bio father of any child of mine on the birth certificate. (TN is a pain in the butt about this. Phooka's birth certificate currently has no father listed because they refused to allow us to put Ebon as the father. Then there are the problems with various state agencies. One said that they needed Warin's info because he is legally Catchild's spouse. The other wanted Ebon's info because he is Phooka's bio father. End result: We got the worst of both.)

Should I become divorced, I want all my spice to be involved in the question of custody and visitation.

I want to be able to take custody of non-bio children should one of my spice die.

I want legal visitation with non-bio children should custody go to someone else.

I want my spice to have next-of-kin status, as well as medical power of attorney and the right to visit me in the hospital.

I want to be able to file taxes as a married unit with my spice.

I want full legal parental rights in regards to my non-bio children.

Okay, need to edit that and e-mail it to[ profile] noelfigart


Nov. 29th, 2003 10:04 pm
omimouse: Digital painting of a mouse wielding a spear (Astrid)
I don't get it. I honestly don't. What is honestly the problem with gay or poly marriage? Is it hurting somebody? Is it leaving bodies in the streets? Are orgies writhing their way through the mall and schools?

Here is the question: Why should gay and/or poly marriage not be legal? Do not refer to any religious texts in your answer. We are not a theocracy. You do not have the right to ram your religion down my throat. We are not the Taliban of the West, are we? Because if we are, then I'm going to the Netherlands and seeking political asylum.

I'm tired of reading the news and seeing the far right scream and wail about values and morals. I'm tired of being denied equal rights in my own country. I'm tired of watching hatred and fear dictate law. I'm tired of not feeling welcome in my own country. I'm tired, and I don't even understand why they hate us so much, why they want to deny us the right to marry, because It. Does. Not. Make. Any. Sense.

I'm not even angry. I'm alternating between pain and grief, and nothing. I feel so cold.

I'm going to go play Civ 3 for a while. Building things always helps me feel better.


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