Giggling
Sometimes a little slapstick among “friends” is fun. Like when the Three Stooges turn on each other, or when Hillary and Barack take shots at each other, or the strippers start wrestling in Jello. You know they’re going to make up in the end, or at least pretend to, but sitting on the sidelines and watching them fight is just, well, entertaining.
So, as summarized by one of the other bystanders sitting at the virtual drool rail:
“There appears to be some disagreement between the two groups,” said Shannon Minter, legal director of the San Francisco-based National Center for Lesbian Rights, one of the groups that filed the lawsuit to challenge Prop 8.
“They realize the tide of history is against them,” he said. “They are becoming more desperate and shrill, and under those circumstances, divisions tend to emerge.”
Apparantly there are differences of opinion between the supporters of Propostion 8 over who has better shown their wacky views, and thus who can better represent them in court. I’ve hated longer. But my hate is deeper. So, yes, this law.com article is lawyer geek stuff, but it’s fun to read. Except it would be nice if both groups would just drown in the Jello.
Can’t we all just hate along?
Since the California Supreme Court has declined to hear complaints about whether the constitutional amendment is the proper subject for a ballot initiative until after the election, looks like the issue is moot for now.
“No, I hate the gays more!”
“No, I hate them more than you do!”