Sometimes I don't know why I'm so stuck on being a Kansan. I spent my first eighteen years in SW Kansas. I spent my childhood in a classic country setting - pretty little farmhouse with horses and sheep in the pasture, always a dog or two, and plenty of cats. At twenty-two, I left Kansas for the first (and last, as I have so-declared) time. I lived in Houston, Texas just short of five years... then I moved "back home" swearing never to leave again.
I love Kansas. I love Kansans, for the most part. But then stuff like this makes me wonder why the hell I am so partial to this place. I tend to think of Kansans as people who may be set in their ways, but are typically content to leave their neighbors be. Everyone does their own thing... and that's okay.
Honestly, I wasn't entirely surprised by the results of the vote for the Kansas Marriage Amendment... but I am very, very disappointed that it wasn't even close. My friends aren't this intolerant. Perhaps this is just proof to me that I don't have many friends...
I have to wonder how many people really understood what they were voting for. My fear is that the whole homosexuality issue was so utilized in the campaigns for the amendment that most people don't understand that their vote has restricted constitutional freedoms for EVERY SINGLE ONE OF US. You can't just select a group of people and declare that they don't have rights. When freedoms are restricted, everyone loses.
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