
Dear family and friends:
I hope you will read what I've written. It is my somewhat raw reaction to the passing of Proposition 8 in California and the exciting night after. It would mean a lot to me if you would.
This has been a painful time for me, and I wanted to let you know how I felt as a gay Californian to be discriminated against and have my status as a full citizen diminished by the majority. Proposition 8 will rewrite the California constitution to enshrine bigotry against same-sex couples.
I celebrated when the California supreme court found that our constitution protects all Californians equally and provides all of us the right to marry. I was unhappy -- but not very fearful -- when Prop. 8 made it to the ballot. I was sure that society had changed enough to ensure its defeat. An African-American was looking like he might be our next president.
I donated to the No on Prop. 8 campaign -- as did my brother, who has supported me so much, both personally and politically. When the campaign began to struggle due to lies -- debunked by the Los Angeles Times and other newspapers -- I decided I had to get more involved. I helped edit a letter written by our gay Armenian group, a letter which was published in the Armenian Reporter.
And I volunteered. After I cast my ballot on Election Day, I stood for three hours 100 feet outside a Los Feliz voting station speaking to voters on their way in and handing out fliers. Of the 60 or so I reached, all but two were extremely supportive. I felt great and, buoyed by the polls that showed Prop. 8 would be defeated, I joined friends and other volunteers at the No on 8 party that night at the Music Box Theater in Hollywood.
The mood was jubilant at first, especially when California polls closed and Barack Obama was declared the winner. Along with over a thousand people, I watched the president-elect's speech. The mess Bush has made of our country over the last eight years suddenly seemed reversible. And it might not take decades, as I'd feared. Obama might be able to turn the country around in one or two terms, I thought. His speech was that inspiring.
But the night quickly turned sour. After the speech, my friends began receiving text messages telling us that our side was losing by five to seven points.
I knew I hadn't done enough. I could have worked so much harder on the campaign. I could have spoken to all of you. But I didn't.
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