Why don't I just open a bakery/get real fat?

Mom's gorgeous challah (Holla!):




My Yankee, or rather, Quebecois version of a chess pie-- tarte au sucre d'erable (maple sugar tart):


Photographs do them no justice.

I'm thankful for...

1.

I made this hazelnut frangipane tart with caramelized apricots today in anticipation of manana's festivities. I know it looks kinda like a pepperoni pizza, but I promise-- that's not what it is. While it was baking, Mom and I also helped ourselves to a sampling of the Frangelico that went into the frangipane, mixing it with a little 1/2&1/2. I dubbed it "The White Monk." Not bad.




2.

"It is impossible to adjust the claims of the sexual instinct to the demands of civilization."
--Sigmund Freud

via nightmare brunette

I know he didn't mean it as a good thing, necessarily... but... it is, right?

It so is.

Hillary Duff's redemptive turn

The water main in my office building broke today and, seeing as they couldn't exactly deny 8 floors of people access to porcelain facilities, they sent us home around 1:30 this afternoon. What's a girl to do with a surprise of a free afternoon? Why, watch War, Inc., of course.

As far as movies that satirize the corporatization of the war in Iraq go, I'm sure this one's quite funny. However, it had too many fancy pyrotechnic effects and too many guns and too much John-Cusack-puking-very-unexpectedly for my taste. I don't know if it's some kinda defense mechanism or if I really do get just that bored, but explosions and other action-movie hallmarks make me sleepy as hell. I dozed off a couple times.

Nonetheless, I'm sure it has plenty of incisive and amusing things to tell you. If you can somehow manage to stay awake with bombs going off in your living room, I mean.

Now, I may have derided the oeuvre of Hillary Duff in the past. Though her hambone teenage goopfests have made my list of of go-to hotel-room-viewing choices more than once, I could never claim that anything she's been in has been enjoyable, exactly. Mindless and non-taxing after a day of business travel, perhaps. But not, like, good.

That said, whoever had the idea to cast her as a Middle Eastern pop star in War, Inc. is probably a genius. Sure, her assumed accent is a little sketchy. Yes, she still looks like a white girl-- just a white girl with a lot of kohl around her eyes. And no, she didn't suddenly develop substantive acting chops.

But two of her scenes pretty much make the movie.

In one scene, I swear to god, she fellates the nozzle of a gas pump. Hillary Duff orally ministering to a gas pump-- classic. And in the second, she's all decked out in a Britney-esque slut-erific bridal minidress... and she lays waste to a battalion of mercenaries with some kinda semi-automatic. Yep. Hillary Duff, armed and matrimonial.

I don't know if this movie's really worth watching. I'm sure it's up to something good, but it's not the kind of movie that speaks to my soul. However, in my book, it wins loads of irony points for badassifying one of the cutest of the Disney proteges.

That's an almost-endorsement, right?

I don't support gay marriage either.

What?

Because I'm a girl with some hot girl-on-girl philandering in her past, it may surprise some folks that I don't really have any particular investment in the legality of gay marriage.

But allow me to clarify: I don't support hetero marriage either.

On a personal level, I've got no real love for the institution. Or, at least, not for it's standard, heteronormative, monogamous, government-approved incarnation. The heteros have done a pretty good job of ruining it. And even if they hadn't, companionate cohabitation breeds familiarity and comfort. Familiarity and comfort are anathema to hot eroticism. That's not just an opinion-- that just the way biology works. Now, I happen to like hot eroticism and tend to value it above the safety of the marital bed. I'm not saying that my preference is the only valid one, by any means-- or even that I'll still hold it 5 years from now, one year from now, 2 days from now--but I do so love the riskiness of sex when affections are still at stake.

Beyond that, I am not particularly predisposed to enter into an agreement wherein I submit to someone else's constant surveillance, and in turn, am supposed to act as the Fidelity Police for that other person. Am I immune to jealousy? Well, no. But I recognize that my jealousies stem from my own insecurities and have little to do with how much my partner(s) love me. So, would it be the end of the world if my partners had sex with other people? No. Would it spell the end of the relationship if I had sex with someone other than my primary partner? I hope it wouldn't. Admittedly, espousing a preference for nonmonogamy is scary. A surprising number of boys turn tail and run when I confess that I don't think monogamy is a necessary ingredient in the recipe for a happy relationship. As a result, standing by that belief is proving to be something of a risk unto itself.

But my inclination toward polyamory isn't the reason I'm anti-marriage.

When I was busy being a big ol' homo, Michelle, my ex, wanted to "marry" me. Since we broke up, she went on to "marry" someone else. Throughout our 5 years together, I was reluctant to "marry" her for a whole bunch of reasons. Not the least of which is that most days, I didn't trust myself to not run after the first moving object with a cock who crossed my path. And the one after that. And the one after that. In essence, there were real, relationship-specific reasons I didn't want to "marry" her.

But more than those reasons, I feel like that whole "commitment ceremony" shebang is a consolation prize. Commitments between gay people are not recognized by their community in the same way that hetero marriages are. The government does not grant the same privileges upon those who happen to fall in love with those of their same gender. No property rights. No power of attorney. No tax breaks. No hospital visits. None of the financial gain that is to be had via the civil institution of marriage. How cute that the gays are still allowed to throw parties, though, right? Yay. Parties make it all better. Except they don't. So, in this way, our government has reduced the romantic idea of marrying for love to nothing more than a financial arrangement.

The thing that's always mystified me about the whole marriage-is-sacred crowd is how they don't recognize that denying a portion of the population access to benefits associated with marriage actually cheapens the thing they claim to hold so dear. Seriously. That's what they're doing. If you believe that marriage should be between two people who love each other, who the fuck cares what happens to the house when one member of the couple dies? Why is it so un-sacred to let the surviving lover continue to live in said house? Or reap the profits if it sells? The important thing in a marriage is L-U-V. Right? Right??

So, while in a homo relationship, I resented the hell out of the fact that I couldn't file my taxes jointly with Michelle. I was in love with her. Marriage-proponents claim to prize love above all. Why was my love for her less worthy of tax rebates than it might have been if I'd fallen in love with someone with a dick?

Every time Michelle would bring up the marriage thing, I'd get so fired up that I quickly found myself unable to think about "marrying" her without "finger-quoting." Any "marriage" we had would have been a sham because it wouldn't ever be legally recognized. And I didn't want to participate any anything that was less than authentic. Poor thing-- eventually, she did drop it.

But that's still not the reason I'm anti-marriage.

The fact of the matter is that marriage is a rite of the church. It has been since its inception. In its history, marriage is nothing if not a manifestation of religion... a manifestation of religion that happens to have been co-opted by the state.

I don't participate in any particular religion. True enough, I've cobbled together my ethical center from a number of sources-- yogic philosophy, assorted pagan rituals, some Zen thinking, and yes, even basic Judeo-Christian humanist tenets. But I do not subscribe to any one set of rules as might be set forth by any one particular religious organization. And as that's the case, I don't give a flying fuck how the church wants to define marriage. They could say that marriage consists of a man's commitment to his own personal toenail hygiene and I'd be fine with that. It doesn't affect me, so why would I have a opinion?

I do, however, participate in my civilization. The government of my civilization has established an institution that they, too, call marriage-- and that institution is exclusionary of a certain subset of the population. And any legal institution that is exclusionary of a certain subset of the population creates, by its very nature, a second class of citizens. And creating a second class of citizens is nothing if not unconstitutional.

The government has given itself a stake in marriage, claiming that stable couplehood promotes stability in the civilization. Personally, I think that's a dubious claim. We've got sky-high divorce rates. We've got people marrying multiple times in a lifetime. And for a culture that claims to hold monogamy in high regard, we've got an awful lot of folks fucking around outside their primary relationships (some statistics say nonmonogamy affects upwards of 80% of American couples). Now, nonmonogamy doesn't have to spell the end of the relationship, but because so many couples sink into the monogamous model of relationships without questioning how well it functions in a practical world, such dalliances are often equated with betrayal. My point here is that interpersonal relationships don't often follow rules. And they're idiosyncratic. ... and the government wants to regulate that kinda circus...because... why?

But, ok, the reality is that government does regulate interpersonal relationships for the purpose of social stability. Though I think that's a cock-eyed project, it's a fact of American life with which I must contend. Fine. I'll deal.

As many problems as I personally have with the notion of marriage, I do not think that the problem is marriage itself. Now, I know this isn't a new stance, or even a novel opinion, but honestly-- why don't we just let the fucking churches have their goddamn word? Our constitution dictates that we observe a separation of church and state. That said, it makes sense to me that the church thinks they have some stake in this issue when we use the same word for a civil union as we do for a religious union, even though, by the doctrine of separation of church and state, it shouldn't.

So, why don't we just make up a new term for the civil unions-- all civil unions: homo, hetero, or otherwise... and then grant their availability to all citizens?

The argument for or against gay marriage is and always has been a semantics argument. I don't see why we don't just let the religions win that argument and protect their vocabulary. However, in its refusal to see this issue as the semantics debate that it is, our government is refusing to grant equal rights to all its citizens. And that's crap.

On Tuesday, state constitutional bans will be on the ballots in California, Florida, Arizona and Arkansas. This damn thing's already been voted down once in Arizona, but apparently, it's been tweaked and is now back on the ballot. And this, from the New York Times:

Several gay friends and wealthy gay donors to Senator Barack Obama have asked him over the years why, as a matter of logic and fairness, he opposes same-sex marriage even though he has condemned old miscegenation laws that would have barred his black father from marrying his white mother.

The difference, Mr. Obama has told them, is religion.

As a Christian — he is a member of the United Church of Christ — Mr. Obama believes that marriage is a sacred union, a blessing from God, and one that is intended for a man and a woman exclusively, according to these supporters and Obama campaign advisers. While he does not favor laws that ban same-sex marriage, and has said he is “open to the possibility” that his views may be “misguided,” he does not support it and is not inclined to fight for it, his advisers say.

Even my man Obama is still hung up on the word "marriage." And he makes no bones about the fact that his is a religion-generated hang-up.

But you know what? You're not allowed to govern on the basis of our religious beliefs, particularly when those beliefs disadvantage portions of one's constituency. Obama does oppose the constitutional bans on "gay marriage" -- which is a good thing. Because if these silly and, frankly, discriminatory bans pass, it'll get a lot harder to make the argument that our civil codes are actually egalitarian in spirit and law. But for my life, I do not see why we can't just remove the word "marriage" from every civil contract and call it a day. It's such an easy solution.

So, I say, let the church continue to marry people who are not me. Let the government, if it must meddle intimate levels of social ordering, grant its civil unions to any takers. I'm still not sure I'll ever be one of those takers. But you never know.