I'm in a hell of a headspace right now. I'm still really in shock about the whole Dr. Tiller thing. It's hard to explain to folks outside the pro-choice activist community how hard this hits; I got the news from Marn via IM during brunch (thank you so much!), and was really overwhelmed by how hard it hit, especially after I started making all the calls I needed to to folks who should know. I'm sure I puzzled the folks around us at Southside by being in tears for most of the meal. I had to go straight to the house inspection from there, which I'm really glad to have done, and enjoyed in many ways (including working with Jon -- thanks, Amy!), but which was physically exhausting while I was already totally overwhelmed. I'm trying to wrap my brain around so many big things right now, and this is a really huge negative one in the midst of a bunch of positive and mostly-positive ones, and it's a totally muddling feeling. We got three guest cats yesterday afternoon, we've got a really awesome couchsurfer in right now, and it's all really good, but adding to the overwhelmed feeling a lot at the moment.
The murder will have practical, political, and emotional consequences in some very major ways, and regardless of the move and everything else, it needs to be a big part of what's going on in my life in the near future. It looks like the memorial here is going to be Wednesday evening. Contact me if you want info. We'll have a lot of talking to do about security with the escorts, I'm sure, and there's going to be a national conversation in the pro-choice movement. The last time a doctor was murdered, it was '98. We knew this was a risk -- there was
a rash of murders through the early nineties, and we know that liberal administrations tend to trigger a big surge of fear and hate in the extremists. Knowing the possibility doesn't make the actuality any easier, though. I think I'm rescheduling Mushroom's vet appointment next Saturday so I can be at Preterm. I really need that right now.