Well I’m sure by now you’ve seen the bitter news that came out of Maine regarding yesterdays overturning of gay marriage in the state. I think the truly scaring thing that has come to my attention is the fact that my dismay over these over-turnings in Maine, and like the one in California, is that I’ve come to expect it. My usual deep sense of dissatisfaction and anger evaporated much more quickly than usual and I find it replaced by a feeling of being accustom to this type of civil rights encroachment. The disappointment is almost habitual now. It’s like a child walking into school being fully aware that a bully is going to push him into a locker and just accepts it, there’s no resistance lets it happen and gets on with the day. And to be quite honest I don’t like it and it scares me. I’m sure what I’m feeling is the tip of the iceberg as compared to those who live in Maine. I also suspect to some extent my Hope is a bit battered and bruised, perhaps even a bit numb or shell shocked considering my rights…our rights…seem to be in a perpetual state of fluctuation.
I’m going to revisit this post in a day or two. I’m mulling over a few things and it mayprobably will pretain to this. But before I put down how I feel I have to think about it and do some internal editing. Maine still makes me sad though 
