I know, I should have stated that earlier tonight. I was however, hoping that we would gain a a little more of a foot hold in the elections. As I write this, 80% of the precincts are reporting in, and there is now no hope of having more than 25% of the votes on Proposition 2.
I'm still trying to sort out exactly how I feel about this defeat. Yes, I'm saddened by the results of the election. Of course I'm angry about it. Do I feel defeated? Not really.
Growing up I lived in a small town here in Texas. When I say small, I'm not exaggerating. There were only about 750 people within the actual city limits. When I graduated from high school, there were only 50 people in my class. So when I say it was small I truly mean minuscule.
So here I was growing up in a small Texan town and my family and I didn't attend either of the two churches in town. To top that off in high school it was clear that I wasn't all that interested in dating any of the girls in school. As a result I got called all types of names, faggot being the most popular. I got beat on by two to three different football jocks every couple of days, but I never let that experience make me feel defeated.
After a brief break in dealing with discrimination when I went to college, I joined the Navy in 1986 because I ran out of money for my education. To make a possible long story short, I got caught in a situation that led to my outing in the Navy. After a night of sitting in the barracks with one of my roommates drinking way too much alcohol, we ended up passed out naked in the same bed drunk. Another roommate walked in, found us sleeping and called NCIS on us.
Did I let that defeat me?
No way. That battle I actually won. Just sticking to the story that we were to drunk to remember anything, and the fact that they didn't find any forensic evidence (yes they checked the sheets for any evidence) to support their claim that we were gay allowed me to wait that out. Eventually some high and mighty muckity muck finally decided there wasn't a case and dropped all charges.
Word of what happened spread like wild-fire through my squadron. So of course I had to deal with the stares and discriminatory comments behind my back. That was nothing compared to the fight to not have a dishonorable discharge on my record.
After getting out of the Navy, I moved to Oklahoma City where I was a victim of fag bashing twice. After dealing with cops that acted like they had better things to do than take a statement from a poor little faggot that got the shit beat out of him, did I feel defeated? Well that time, I almost let that defeat me. In the end I learned from the experience and let it make me a stronger person.
So the fact that 75% of the voters felt it necessary to write discrimination into the state constitution will not defeat me. I will admit that I briefly thought about moving to a blue state, or even Canada or the Netherlands, but what would that accomplish for my GLBT brothers and sisters that stay here in Texas? It would mean one less vote on issues that are important to achieving equality. It would mean that the money I donated to organizations to try and defeat Proposition 2 would have one less supporter. And while a ratio of 75:25 is hard to take, what will happen if I move and it finally comes down to just one vote to achieve equality? The GLBT community wouldn't have that vote available to them when they really need it.
Here's something to think about... What would have happened to the civil rights movements during the 1950's and 60's if people like Rosa Parks and Marin Luther King Jr. had decided to do move because of discrimination?