Yes Equality

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Be my guest. You may read this blog from 'cover to cover', from November 2006 to now if you insist, but you will find very little politics in it. I have posted recently that political issues do not get any space here although, behind the scenes, Liz particularly can sometimes get quite engaged and does the all-nighters on election nights. Full engagement does happen occasionally - we are not hermits and we feel acutely our democratic responsibilities. Liz went marching round London for the Not-In-My-Name anti-war demos, for example but these are the exception rather than a full time 'hobby'.

At the 'Yes Equality' open public meeting.

I make an exception this time for an issue which has us both engaged, that of the imminent Constitutional Referendum on Equal Marriage rights. I should quickly add that I am no expert and am only recently 'over here'  and, further, I am here giving you my own personal opinions which may not match even Liz's, let alone our wider circle. Feel free to comment on this blog if you like. UK readers may also be unaware that this republic, unlike the UK, has a written constitution agreed and installed in 1937 which can only be changed by a Public Referendum in which the government itself cannot even take sides.

Ireland has been chugging along following the rest of Europe through the stages towards Gay Rights and modern marriage law (legalizing divorce, allowing Civil Partnerships and so on) but is always held back by a strong Catholic Church influence, with congregations of Mass-goers often being preached at from the pulpit about which way to vote. Homosexuality was only de-criminalised as recently as 1993 and the Divorce Referendum finally squeaked through positive by a margin of 50.3% to 49.7%. Currently if you are gay, you are allowed to have a Civil Partnership but not the full monty, actual 'Marriage' as defined in the Constitution. These referenda have lately gone with the youth-filled cities voting one way, while the rural areas have often resisted the changes and our local bar-man was chatting to us last night about how all the young ones had left the village for Canada and Australia so that it'd would have to be a "city vote" again to count.

The Church is hanging onto its waning influence as hard as it can but the country is slowly leaving it behind and it has done itself no favours in terms of clinging to the moral high ground with the recent revelations about the appalling treatment of single mothers by the "Magdalene Laundries" and the official cover-ups of child abuse by priests. The Catholic church was never an official 'Established' church but it has been to all intents, so that Government leaders have become anxious to distance themselves - The Taoiseach (Prime Minister) says he is a Leader who happens to be a Catholic, rather than a Catholic Leader.

As with all these issues, one big problem will be voter apathy. Liz was showing me that even in the UK General Election just passed, the result went the way it went largely because the Labour voters did not bother to head for the polling stations; the maps of who DIDN'T vote constituency by constituency were as revealing as the maps of who did! That is where we might come in. I am a Brit. so I am not allowed to vote in this one but we are allowed to fight for 'our side' by supporting their efforts and canvassing to try to get the people out who are wavering on whether it is worth voting.

The beech trees in the pig area come
into full leaf.

We have gay friends and gay relatives as well as knowing plenty of young ones who might turn out to be gay and/or who will have children who will inherit the results of these votes. We can not bear that anyone is treated as a second class citizen; lesser people if you like. "We are straight and have designed this Marriage thing but it is too good for the likes of you, so you can have this nearly-as-good Civil Partnership?" In the Constitution, Marriage gives many rights, especially around those of bereaved or separated partners, which are denied to Civil Partners. Civil Partnership is a construct in Law outside the Constitution. As Kevin Cross, the Chair of the Independent Referendum Commission says, "Civil Partners only have legal protection. Legal protection is something that can be changed, amended, whittled down by act of the (Government)". Many people would be thinking that you would only need a Catholic 'fundamentalist' to get into a government position and suddenly their 'piece of paper' is in shreds. So the Referendum is down to one simple change, that the Constitution be changed by the addition of the sentence, "Marriage may be contracted in accordance with law by two persons without distinction as to their sex". Polling is next Friday, 22nd May. We will be watching the count (on 23rd) with interest. What ever next - voting rights in Referenda for we 2nd-class non-nationals?

J-M's Confirmation

With the house all but complete and 99% handed over to us we all get to sleep in it for the first time on Thursday 26th April 2012. We did not yet have the proper super-king-sized mattress delivered yet by then so we were not going to; we were going to wait till the Friday. By the time we'd done the evening in there though and got it all nice and warm with the stove going, and ourselves full of good food and all relaxed, it was too tempting not to return to the cramped conditions of the caravan which has been 'home' off and on for the last 3-4 months. Dad pulled the single mattresses off the spare room guest-bed and laid those across the big main-bed bed-frame and Mum made a good bed on those, so indoors we stayed. On the Friday the super-king mattress did arrive, so we were able to do it properly on the Friday. Moved in, after all these days and weeks of dreaming of the day. It is very warm and comfortable as well as being black-dark to an unfamiliar degree and very quiet. In Kent you have so much ambient light from street lights it's never really dark and there's road noise. Even in the caravan with it's thin 'skin' every noise from outside comes in (all be it mainly 'nice' noises), the dawn chorus, cattle, a milking machine thrumming away, even voices and tractor sounds from a distance. In the house with its thick walls and double glazing, even this is kept out. More recently we have been sleeping with windows open because we miss the birdsong and dawn chorus. Anyway, with the house christened thoughts turned to Silverwoods and an important booking in J-M's life, being her Confirmation, which all the schools put their children through at the age of 12. It's the occasion of a big party and a big day for J-M so everyone (especially J-M) gets kitted out in new clothes and there are relatives invited from far and wide, friends drop in, masses of food is laid on. J-M will also get some nice gifts of money, so she's more than happy! Mum volunteers to go down the day before to help prepare food. They are actually up til 02:00 the night before chopping up salads and getting the place ready. We are banished for the weekend as the idea of 5 dogs under-foot, especially as one of the main guests is blind, was thought to be just too much so it is arranged that Dad drive down on the day in the 2CV and just stay for the church bit and to take a load of photographs. That way with a 2 hour drive either end, we'd only be abandoned 8 hours, with which we can cope. So, the big day arrived and everyone was up early and getting fettled into their glad rags. The house was full of people. J-M's 4 Grand Parents were all there, Steak Lady and Mr SL down from Dublin, Nanny Morag and Granddad Jeff over from England, J-M's sponsor Ashley with children, Auntie Shiela up from Gorey (Co. Wexford) with kids and no end of friends dropping in from round the estate. Every one is getting under everyone's feet and at one point Dad is posted as 'bouncer' on the kitchen door to stop anyone getting into the kitchen who did not have a specific mission or a job. If yer name's not on the list, yer not gettin' in! J-M looks gorgeous in a blue dress and Mum's even done the cake colour coordinated to the same blue. The day goes well and it is a troop of very exhausted children who are finally wrangled into beds that night while grown-ups relax and Face-book bubbles over with nice photographs and excited positive comment. Deefs