Recently at a wedding we were served, with our dessert, a Campari gelato.
It was one of the most disgusting things I can remember ever putting in my mouth and this is coming from a girl who licked her salt lamp.
Even though the first member of the family to try it said it was disgusting, all of us gave it a chance. We all screwed our faces up, whinged relentlessly, and grasped our wine glasses as quickly as possible to wash it down. However what we all did was try it again. Mashing whipped cream onto the spoon with it, putting it on our mud cake, eating it quicker than the first time.
The gelato had left a bad taste in our mouths yet we persevered eating it hoping for a different outcome, because it looked so yummy & icy & pink on its initial presentation.
I couldn't think of a better analogy to describe my relationship with Julia Gillard.
I was happy with Kevin Rudd as Prime Minister & I would've been happy with him being Prime Minister for the next 185 years if it had have been up to me. I felt like if we were ever going to break a leader down enough to get marriage equality, it would be him.
However... through my tears and protests Julia became his successor and though I didn't like the circumstances I had high hopes for her. Not just because she is female but because she is an ATHEIST!
Surely a woman who is atheist will not deny gay Australians' rights? She wouldn't defend long standing traditions and defend those who use the bible as an argument for keeping marriage between a man and a woman? WOULD SHE?
Yeah, no, guys she does believe in preserving the tradition of marriage. Sorry! She did the traditional thing of getting engaged, to a man, can't you too? It's kind of been "tradition" in Australia to have male Prime Ministers but she didn't seem to oppose updating that one. I just don't understand how ANY leader can continue to reserve heterosexual people more rights than homosexual people.
However knowing her stance, I every now and then, throw my hands up in the air (like I just don't care) and think "that's it, I'm done with her. If she won't do the one thing I want her to do, we're through".
Then slowly over a few weeks logic tells me that I'm a big sooky baby and that there are probably other things that she's done that I should be happy about. Even if she's left a bad taste in my mouth previously (it's all my will power not to make an oral sex joke there... honestly).
Today, I'm cranky with her. I keep going back to trying my hardest to like her because deep down I have this ridiculous faith that she WILL do the RIGHT thing.
Everytime she doesn't it is more disappointing.
And don't get me wrong, I know it's ridiculous to tell a PM & religion to stop being archaic so that we may enter into an archaic institution, but my family really really want me to have a big wedding & I really really want the same right to marry a man or a woman. So that Charlotte Dawson & I may wed ;) (juuuust kidding).
Either way, I'll keep giving her a chance & hope that she'll do something to better my future happiness and the happiness of a bigillion queers (not Helbo) long after she's gone.
And seriously don't try Campari gelato. Eeeuch!
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