I’m wondering—was I the only blogger to watch both the Academy Awards and the president’s prequel State of the Union Address? Two different worlds, of course, but often they conflate in the mind of this electronic onlooker, especially when you throw in the Obama Administration’s first state dinner with all those fancy gowns.
My reaction when I heard about timing of the dinner was, “They’re going to miss the Oscars.”
I hadn’t meant to write anything about Rick Warren. Really, what’s to say other than it’s depressing to have a homophobe on the national stage at the inauguration of a candidate who has brought hope to so many? Hope to the homophobic was not what all those gay and lesbian Obama volunteers had in mind, I’m sure.
Barack Obama may be a master politician, but he’s shown himself a bit greener when it comes to religion, that dangerous third rail of modern political life. Oddly, his secular humanist mother who married two Muslims taught him a lot about what I think of as Christian values. He turns the other cheek. He refuses to lie about his enemies. He cares for the poor. He embraces strangers.
But here’s the point I think he doesn’t get: in religion, unlike politics, you can’t just slice it down the middle and find consensus.
My first thought upon hearing on Thursday that the California Supreme Court had upheld the right of gay and lesbian couples to marry was not one of unmitigated joy. It was more “Here we go again,” as I flashed back to the many voters who rushed to the polls in 2004 to vote against John Kerry because he came from Massachusetts, the only other state in which such marriages are legal.
Here we are gearing up for a Democratic sweep in November, I thought, and now This. How convenient for the Republicans. I could see the grin on Karl Rove’s chubby face.
And then I was ashamed of myself.