Some quick further thoughts on the California gay marriage decision

Partially due to the heat — looks like it’ll be another scorcher today in SoCal — and partially due to the fact that I’m rather sanguine about the situation (for now, at least), I’ve not felt the need to comment too much more about the California Supreme Court decision from a few days back, beyond idly noting that the defiant statements I’ve read so far from the ‘official’ groups campaigning against same-sex marriages seem a bit hollow this time around. There seems to be a slight air of…I wouldn’t call it defeatism, that’s extreme, but resignation, even as people say things about how they’ll campaign to the end against the possibility of gay marriage in the state.

I’ve no doubt they’ll do that, and much as I want to let my emotions dictate my responses in full on this, one must give some benefit of the doubt as to their beliefs (even as, frankly, few of them cannot grant them to those arguing for legalization in turn — if there is one constant I have noticed among the anti campaigners, it’s that the very idea of same-sex love and marriage, that there are in fact people, fellow citizens, involved, doesn’t register with them, that it remains strictly abstract, or rather they aim to keep it as abstract as possible, which I find very telling). It should also be noted that there are many other factors at work, ranging from the state’s inclusive recognitions of domestic partnership in recent years (which will not be affected by the November vote) to the fact that, despite what might be assumed, not every self-identified nonhetero person out there is fond either of the institution or the implicit assumptions regarding marriage as a model to be followed for all sexualities. Reducing an incredibly complex series of cross-currents to a binary model — on many levels — does a disservice to the way the world works.

There’s been a bit of discussion in private with others about the further political implications of this decision for the presidential race in particular, and some are, understandably, concerned that this could feed into a general political backlash in November that favors the right. Entirely possible, and I would not want to simply whistle into the wind on the matter, but I also think this — as I said shortly after I started the blog in my general statement of political principles:

…if, as I’ve said before, the American experience is an experiment that has never been guaranteed of success, then my feeling at heart is that I vote and act to ensure that the least possible damage is done on the widest possible scale, no matter how many decades certain standards have been in play (and often precisely because those standards have been in play — it is still less than a hundred years since something seemingly so patently obvious now, the right for women to vote, was confirmed nationwide). Things must be done to improve the general lot, of that I have a firm belief — even as I feel one must be rigorous in ensuring those actions done to improve it are carried out to the best possibility there is.

I see this as the continuing experiment at work, and as I tried to note in my comment on women’s suffrage, we have been down this road before, where something seemingly inconceivable became standard. Legalizing gay marriage improves the general lot by further extending the principle of ‘life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness’ to all — as the complexity of society is more and more recognized, then that means that extension must be further applied to the full. I think this principle as applied to this issue is going to be further recognized and understood with time. Fully accepted by all? I do not foresee that in the slightest, but I do not see the clock being turned back — as I read briefly in a story somewhere over the last few days, if you had asked the question of gay marriage in, say, 1960, the idea would have barely made any sense to anyone whatsoever. By 2060, by and large, people will wonder what the fuss was about.

I conclude with links to two stories in the LA Times, the first focusing in on the Chief Justice of the Supreme Court, Ronald George, pulling out two parts of significance — noting that difference cannot and should not mean anger and division, and there is always the capacity for surprise:

Relations among the justices remained warm and cordial. George said he was even pleased with the dissents, which contended that a decision on same-sex marriage should be made by the people, not the court.

Some judges in other states that had considered same-sex marriage had written in ways that were “homophobic” and demeaning to lesbians and gays, statements “that you don’t find” in California’s dissenting opinions, George said. They were signed by Justices Marvin Baxter, Ming Chin and Carol A. Corrigan.

“When is it that a court should act?” George mused. “When is it that a court is shirking its responsibility by not acting, and when is a court overreaching? That’s a real conundrum. I have respect for people coming out on different sides of this issue.”

Santa Clara University law professor Gerald Uelmen, who has closely followed George’s court tenure, said “the biggest surprise” of the marriage ruling was that George favored it. Uelmen said George must have done “some real soul searching.”

The “very carefully written opinion” reflects that George “is very sensitive to how this will be perceived,” Uelmen said. “He realized that this more than any other thing he does as chief justice will define his legacy. He’ll certainly take a good deal of political heat over this.”

Mathew Staver, founder of Liberty Counsel, said he had long expected George to vote against same-sex marriage.

“His change from where I thought he would be is baffling,” said Staver, whose group promotes traditional marriage.

We must of course allow for the fact that one quote does not equal a full conversation or interview. But if there was no further context, then where Staver fails here is to assume his opinion of George’s potential actions would equate George’s own thoughts on the matter. It is baffling only if one assumes that a mind cannot be changed upon reflection and further study — something Uelman allows for, noting the care that went into the writing of the decision — and as the story indicates, this reflection is precisely what George went through here — something I presume Staver does not currently have the ability nor the capacity to do. It is entirely possible, after all, that after all his research and reconsideration that George may have concluded differently in the end — and would the time spent in doing all that thought then have been considered something less ‘baffling’ by Staver because the end result would have been one he favored? As I’ve said before, the complaint of ‘judicial activism’ so often raised by the right is a groundless yawp of frustration that is entirely and essentially negative and rules out the idea that, quite possibly, people skilled in the law have reached conclusions that do not fit preconceptions or preferences — it’s only ‘activism’ to them when they don’t agree with the results. Spare me, spare all of us, the shorthand.

The second story, a column from Steve Lopez, says it all in its title — “Same-sex couples can’t do worse at marriage than straight couples” — and devotes half its space to the story of a lesbian couple’s romance and now soon-to-happen marriage. It concludes with both a realism and a passion that speaks for itself:

Not to play devil’s advocate, but health benefits are already available to domestic partners in California, and getting married still won’t give them rights to a partner’s Social Security benefits. And then, of course, there are those scary divorce statistics.

“I don’t concern myself with how many people get divorced,” Calvelli said. “I think about things like going to a doctor’s office and being presented with a form, and having to check whether I’m married or single. It kills me to check single because that isn’t how I see myself.”

Finally, there’ll be no more living in sin.

“We did not want to go to Massachusetts or Canada or Spain to get married . . . because we wanted to be legal in our home state,” said Jean, who has no worries about the high rate of divorce in the United States.

“Shouldn’t I have the right to get married and screw it up, just like straight people?”

And a toast to that — to the possibility of screwing it up. Because as much as screwing up will happen for some, for others it won’t. And that is life — not the guarantee of happiness, but the pursuit of it.

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Get ready for “Kimono My House”

In an hour and a half Sparks play their third show in the series — though this won’t be the first time they’ve done Kimono My House, their third album but their first big hit release. A few years back Morrissey booked them for the Meltdown festival he curated, but did so wanting to hear the ‘old stuff.’ While the Maels have been on good terms with Moz for years, they weren’t interested in that, so they ended up splitting the difference nicely, doing both that album and their then most recent one Li’l Beethoven in full. I’ve been lucky to catch a few of the songs from this album performed by the band in recent LA shows over the last couple of years, but seeing the full thing will be something, and I can only imagine the full on crowd hysteria.

Last night’s performance of A Woofer in Tweeter’s Clothing was every bit as enjoyable as I’d hoped it would be — it’s a stunning and still quite underrated release, and hearing things like the gang shouts on “Beaver O’Lindy” done with the crowd cheering along every letter — not to mention the hilarity of “Batteries Not Included” and the amazing fake endings of “Whippings and Apologies” — well, it all made me wish I was there of course, but I’ll take enjoyment at a distance.

Below, the initial draft of the Kimono My House section for the Arthur discography, and as always the broadcast for the show can be found here.

KIMONO MY HOUSE

It starts, not like a thunderclap, but like a gentle shimmer of spring rain, a keyboard figure easing up volume step by step. Then a voice zooms in, almost but never ever once tripping over itself at high speed:

“Zoo time is she and you time
The mammals are your favorite type, and you want her tonight
Heartbeat, increasing heartbeat
You hear the thunder of stampeding rhinos, elephants and tacky tigers.”

The briefest pause.

“This town ain’t big enough for both of us!”

A massive six-shooter gunshot rockets across the speaker range.

“AND IT AIN’T ME WHO’S GONNA LEAVE!”

Then the full band kicks in and it is all OVER. And it’s only just begun.

Kimono My House shouldn’t have been; had Ron and Russell decided not to take the chance they did in moving to London, it wouldn’t have been. They did, “This Town Ain’t Big Enough For Both of Us” crashed into the UK top five in early 1974 and what had been a low key pleasure for some turned into popstar mania, and tales of suicides happily singing down to girlfriends in the still-living world, celebrations of the most exclusive genealogical background ever concluding “Gonna hang myself from my family tree” and specifically non-holiday carols were suddenly all the rage. The lunatics hadn’t taken over the asylum, but their observers were genii at portraying their foibles in hummable form.

The new backing band – guitarist Adrian Fisher, bassist Martin Gordon and drummer Dinky Diamond – weren’t necessarily as outré as the Mankeys and Weinstein, but as a crackerjack combo perfectly in tune with the over-the-top glam hysteria of the day further aided and abetted by Ron’s ever-increasing, they were essential. “This Town” is just one example of many – consider other smash singles like “Amateur Hour,” with its quick, ascending main guitar line completely working against the typical descending melodies of the time and place, or “Talent is an Asset,” a music-box melody and hand-clapping foot-stomping rhythms celebrating the young life of one Albert Einstein in a way that bears no resemblance to anything created by Yahoo Serious. In otherwards, it’s funny, spry and you can sing along. The break on the chorus when the guitars fully smash in and then immediately stop may be a trick of production but Muff Winwood knew what he was doing throughout.

As for Ron and Russell themselves, rising to the occasion was no problem – they seemed to welcome it. If Ron’s keyboards often times seemed drowned in the mix of the songs that he himself wrote, they weren’t absent – the organ adding further beef to the mix of “Here in Heaven,” the combination barrel-house r’n’b swing and cabaret twinkle on the concluding “Equator.” They stood out fully on the singles, just as much as Ron’s legendary appearances with the band on British TV, stock-still with short hair and Chaplinesque mustache. John Lennon’s own alleged response to seeing this – “Hitler’s on the telly!” – sums up the sheer WTF reaction this garnered.

What would have been quieter songs, perhaps, on earlier albums become full on anthems here – “Thank God It’s Not Christmas” is probably the perfect example, slow stomp grinds on the verses turning into a widescreen chorus that Queen probably borrowed for their own “Thank God It’s Christmas” a decade later. That’s not the only thing they borrowed from this album either, but we need not go there immediately. Suffice to say that plenty of younger musicians in the making were bowled over sideways by this record – Siouxsie and the Banshees ended up covering “This Town” years later, while Morrissey’s open worship of Kimono — its rock splashiness and its amused views of the creatures called humans – culminated in getting Sparks to perform it in its entirety at the Meltdown Festival in London he curated in 2004. (No fools, the Maels insisted on being able to perform all of their then new effort Li’l Beethoven as well, but more on that record anon.)

Perhaps the emblematic song of the album was “Hasta Manana, Monsieur,” with its lovely piano melody at the start, Russell’s bravura extended vocal break towards the end…oh, and the words too:

“Leaving my syntax back at school
I was thrown for a loss over gender and simple rules
You mentioned Kant and I was shocked
You know, where I come from, none of the girls have such foul tongues.”

And that was just one verse.

Pear and cucumber salad

A very hot day here meant I wanted something light and cool for dinner, and as I had pear and cucumber available I did a recipe scrounge online and found this. Looked good so I whipped it up (no romano cheese to be had so I relied on a parmesan/reggiano blend) and devoured it just now. Good stuff!

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