Proud to be an American?! | By : AlaskanBlue Category: +. to F > FAKE Views: 1707 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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I wrote this the day after the primary election in my state
where a constitutional amendment was passed that says that “marriage shall only
be valid between one man and one woman.”
Basica I g I got pissed and this is what came out. No I’m not anti-American just anti-Bush
administration :-) conservative Republicans, any fans of John Ashcroft,
President Bush and the Christian Coalition probably shouldn’t read this, you
have been warned.
Standard Disclaimer:
I don’t own them, Sanami Matoh
does, don’t sue me, I don’t make money from this, blah… blah… blah…
Words and Lyrics for the Song “I’m Proud to be an American”
are property of Lee Greenwood.
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Proud to Be an
American?!
By: Alaskan Blue
Ryo glanced
at his watch for the second time in fifteen minutes and tapped his foot. He had been waiting on the landing of the
stairs for ten minutes for Bikky and Carol to arrive
for a picnic style dinner on the rooftop of the precinct before watching the
fireworks display that would go off in the harbor. “It’s nearly 8:30
already, where are they?” He wondered
aloud.
“Relax
man! They’ll be here,
you’ve got plenty of time till the show!”
Said Ted asretureturned from the conference room with
a can of soda. “Besides, they’re kids, they’re never there when they promise to be.”
Ted flopped
into his chair and cracked off the tab on the Coke and took a long drink then
leaned back while fanning himself with a file folder. The air conditioning unit in the building of
the 27th had broken down early that morning and the city had been
held in the cruel grip of a 102 degree heatwave for
the past two days. “At least you get to
LEAVE here! I’m stuck until 3 a.m.!”
“I already said
you could sneak away for twenty minutes and come up to the roof with us.” Ryo told him.
Ted
chuckled and shook his head, “Don’t worry about it bud, I don’t want to intrude
on a family thing, besides, it’s not like I haven’t seen it before or anything,
it’s all the same you know, BOOM! Oooh… BOOM! Ahhh…” Ted usis his hands to pantomime fireworks
going off in the air while providing sound effects, making Ryo laugh.
At that
point there was a great commotion in the stairwell as two bundles of energy,
one of which was lugging a neon green picnic cooler exploded onto the
landing. “Ha! Ha! Beat you!”
Carol sang.<
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“Yeah right! If it
weren’t for this thing I’d have smoked your ass!” Bikky panted in between breaths and setting the cooler down with a ‘thud’.
Ryo sighed
loudly and looked at them. “How many
times have I asked two to be QUIET in the station?”
“Um…” Carol grew silent and her eyes looked skyward
as she concentrated and began mentally counting.
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“Oh, that
was for real?” Bikky
grinned as he stood up, “I thought those were suggestions!”
“Sounds nice.” Ryo offered, spooning another helping of
fruit salad onto his plate. “You two did
stay out of trouble?”
“Who us?” Bikky grinned
wickedly. “Always!”
“That’s enough to tell me Ryo’s gonna’ be double checking ALL the juvenile reports tomorrow.” Dee muttered and Carol
laughed in response.
“How about you?” Bikky asked Dee.Ame>American
Pie” faded from the radio, Dee’s deep voice said, “It’s not right.”
“I know.” Ryo said lacing his fingers tighter with Dee’s
and moving closer to him as the next song began on the radio station.
*If
tomorrow all the things were gone*
*I’d
worked for all my life.*
*And
I had to start again*
*With
just my children and my wife*
“You know, It
was going to be my Christmas gift to you.”
Dee chuckled softly, “Scratch that idea..”
“Are you serious?” Ryo’s head snapped to the side to look at his
former partner incredulously.
Dee turned
his head to look in his lovers eyes and gave a wry smile out of the corner of
his mouth, “Yeah.”
“Jeez, I’d never thought of it
really.” Ryo said in amazement.
“Well I wasn’t going to ask you on
the 25th or anything, I would have popped the question around
Thanksgiving or something. You know,
plenty of time to let your aunt know and for me to make arrangements for the
Penguin to have been there.”
“How do you know I would have said
yes?” Ryo asked raising an eyebrow
teasingly.
Dee’s face
lost its humor and he stared back out towards where another striking display of
color in the shape of a star exploded in the night sky, “I was hoping.”
Ryo lost his own lighthearted
expression and punched Dee in the arm with his free
hand.
Ryo glared at him before settling
back to his close position hear Dee. “You know I would have.” He grumbled.
Dee sighed
and pushed off of the edge of the building, turning 180 degrees so he could
lean up against the concrete and let the warmth left from the suns rays that
had beat down on the stone all day soak into his back. He crossed his arms over his chest and kicked
at some pebbles and cigarette butts on the ground with the toe of his
boot. “Fat chance of
it now.” He said, disgusted.
Ryo turned so he was leaning his
side against the edge and had a good view of Dee>Dee’s
profile. It never failed to amaze him
just how even after two years of being partners, and then openly living
together as lovers after Ryo had transferred to the juvenile division, through
disagreements, arguments, full out fights, Dee and Bikky’s
endless squabbles, off kilter schedules, and a handful of other inconveniences
that accompanied cohabitation and usually resulted in compnce nce and boredom,
he still found Dee to be the most attractive and virile man he had ever known
in his life and Ryo was proud to know that the darker man was all his. It had taken him two years to finally realize
that the mans sarcasm, boisterousness, and hard-ass
attitude were merely a cover for the tender, caring soul underneath. It was that beautiful soul that had made Ryo
fall head over heels for Dee Laytner and want to
spend the rest of his life with the man.
Unfortunately, it was the recent political events that had taken place
in their state that had given that vulnerable side of Dee
a severe blow and made the possibility of a permanent life with Dee
impossible, at least in the eyes of the law.
Ever since the recent uproar that
began almost a year previously over the concept of gay marriage, and the fact
that it was now legal in the state of Massachusetts as well as easily
accessible countries like Canada, it seemed that every state in the country was
desperately trying to change their constitutions so that the official stand on
the institute of marriage was worded so that it would be recognized as valid
only if it “consists of one man and one woman.”
This had been done to prevent the states from having to recognize
marriages between same sex couples that had traveled out of state to be wed as
legal in their own territory. The latest
sweep of primary elections that every state was holding at this time of year
had claimed a dozen states including their own New York as yet another hot bed
of intolerance and Dee had taken it hard.
The darker man raked a hand through his hair and sighed, “It’s so
fucking unfair.”
*I'd
thank my lucky stars to be living here today*
*Cause
the flag still stands for freedom*
*And
they can’t take that away*
Ryo struggled to find words
appropriate to the situation to allay Dee’s anger and
hurt and realized that there were none, that in fact, he shared Dee’s
feelings, “I know.” He said for the
second time that night, “But what can we do about it now?”
Dee shrugged
his shoulders and grinned wryly, “I hear Canada’s
nice this time of year.”
“Oh right, you keep thinking
that.” Ryo chuckled and leaned closer to
his partner.
“I just might…” Dee said gazing
thoughtfully at another bright sunburst of color and the kids’ appreciative
noises.
“Dee, it’s a
bunch of intolerant pricks that can’t handle the concept of something
different, it’s not something to start packing up and leaving the country for.” Ryo said and fixed him with a look. “Besides, if you’d go
anywhere why not Massachusetts? At least that’s
still in the U.S.
and they’re always needing officers in that state.”
“You see me raiding Quickie Mart
for boxes and reserving a U-Haul?” Dee
returned Ryo’s sarcastic stare. “I was
just thinking aloud.”
“Yeah right, I know you too well Dee. You’ve thought about it.” Ryo relaxed a little.
“How could I not?” Dee asked
incredulously and Ryo sensed Dee was on the verge of
getting himself worked up again, “Look around you Ryo.”
Dee made a
sweeping gesture that encompassed the city skyline and the fireworks going off
in the distance. “Look! Here we are, in the United
States of America, supposedly ‘greagreatest
country in the world’ according to that fuckwit in the Oval Office. And we’re celebrating the 4th of
July, the day that a bunch of dead white guys who had been oppressed, unfairly
taxed, their homes infringed, and in general, been treated like ten kinds of
shit by a government thousands of miles away said ‘enough already’ and did
something to change it!”
*And
I’m proud to be an American*
*Where
at least I know I’m free*
*And
I wont forget the men who died*
*Who
gave that right to me*
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