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California panels reject anti-gay, shortsighted, superfluous, ridiculous anti-equality measures.

And our Happy Democrat of the day is this lovely lady here:

Democratic state Sen. Sheila Kuehl, the state’s first openly gay legislator, predicted otherwise. “This is about America, the place where no civil rights movement has ever failed,” she said.

Abso-frakkin-lutely. This is America, where even a day that seems to portend nothing but dark prospects for liberalism and equality can end on a note of hope. Hope that people are better than we think they are, that if we only keep on fighting long enough these small steps will move the earth in love’s favor. You are stronger than you think you are. You can hold on longer than you think you can. It hurts like hell, but the trick is not to mind it, and to keep pushing forward, even after you have to take a step back.

We’ve had so few victories over the years. They’ve had so many. And it’s so easy to get tired and discouraged. So easy to find any excuse to resist a celebration, lest the gods see our joy and come down and confiscate it. So easy to give up, to say the hell with it, if it’s all winners and losers and who you can get on your side, and you say I don’t want to get caught on the wrong side of that line.

But it’s not like that, kids. Some things are larger than the ballot box. Some things are about what you want to say to your kids when they come home with the history books and ask you, what did you think of this? What did you say? This America, where no civil rights movement has ever failed. This is America, where things may get knocked down, buildings, laws, rights, dreams, lives, but in the next breath, up goes the scaffolding to build it again.

The Republican radical fringe indulges in the sentimental rhetoric of patriotism rather more than I think is wise, but I will give them this: they speak loudly about what inspires them about their country. This, this fight, this movement for and about loving families on the steps of San Francisco City Hall and the courthouse in Boston, this is what inspires me to the same heights of euphoria about the land of the free. This is about America. And these are the people who make me proud to call myself an American. We’re not there yet, but damn, I am happy every day we get up and keep trying.