Momentous day, little one. I'm a fanatic sometimes about those important days we live through. I think I have somewhere in this house the Washington Post A-section front page from Bill Clinton's 1996 re-election. See, it was the first time a Democrat had performed such a task since FDR. Your crazy dad drove back to Pennsylvania to vote for Clinton, after leaping through enormous hoops to vote for him in 1992. (Living in DC will make you do crazy things to maintain your personal sense of democracy.) Yeah, I have that front page, because I was driving back from Pennsylvania when the car broke down. But I didn't care because I had just found out that Clinton had won Florida, which virtually sealed the deal. I was happy as a clam. Then the timing belt broke and the car ground to a halt. Spent the rest of election night in Frederick, waiting for a ride home.

Tomorrow's paper is going to be a keeper. There is a ton of stuff that makes this world a terrible, terrible place, and people are working their damnest to move it in both directions, worse and better. The forces of good had an okay week, little one. It is at first important to mention that Dixiecrat centenarian Strom Thurmond passed away today. 100 years of living didn't make that man any nicer, and he spent much of that life fighting to keep blacks and whites separate in America. His time is passed now, and I hope it doesn't curse me to say that perhaps it's best for everyone involved.

Now on the rest. Today, the Supreme Court fixed a little something in the criminal code of 13 states that made this country less balanced and less fair. The worst thing, just about, that can happen, is discrimination. It comes in all shapes and sizes, little one, and it doesn't matter who the perpetrator or the victim are, the pain is monumental. To be designated as less-than-equal is to feel the true worst a man can do to his fellow man. In this country, that treatment is supposed to be illegal. But people perpetuate it, and call it other things, and hide behind moral codes and standing traditions.

Today, the Supreme Court said no to one of those traditions, and rebuked that shoddy excuse of moral code. A tool that let certain Americans mistreat, demean and abuse gay people just because they were gay was taken away. The excuses for this treatment -- excuses for discrimination -- were revealed as straw men, meaningless arguments. The member of the Supreme Court who led the charge is named Anthony Kennedy, and his brave stand today will make the world a place where I am slightly -- only slightly, sadly -- less concerned about introducing you soon.

Percolate on that young one. And wait till I fill you in on the visit from the Egyptians! Come soon.