Roslin stands and looks at Adama as Sarah leaves. Tory looks up at the President, freaked out as only a pollster can be by something like that. "I'm not turning that girl over. I'm certainly not banning abortion," Roslin spits, choosing to believe that Tory is more worried about the abortion thing than she is about the campaign. I'm guessing this kind of thing is going to bite Roslin in the ass at some point -- Billy certainly bit her a few times about that kind of assumption, that he shared her beliefs. "Then don't," says Tory supportively. "But we have to move aggressively on this thing." She pulls out -- is it a cell phone? Even in the Fleet, that Beltway crap still happens -- and goes running out of the office, dialing it: "I'm arranging a conference call with you and the Quorum. This is gonna get out of hand fast." Oh, is it? Because what I see happening is the foundation of every intra-republic conflict, drawn down to a microcosm: "I get that I can't just do whatever I want, personally, but how about the lovely town of Spoon River; can we hunt witches? No? What about all Chinquapin Parish or Midland County? What do we get to decide? Not that? Okay. The state of Delaware? No, fuck that. How come we get to decide A and B, but not C? Civil War!"
And not for nothing, but pretend it's not abortion, okay? Not gay marriage or the War. Pretend it's...I don't know. School systems. It's a lot easier to get crazy about when it's something like that, but that doesn't help anybody who's ambitious, because crazy gets you numbers: just ask President Laura Koresh. You ask why I brought up "temporary religious values"? Why the religious lobby is a problem? Why faith-based charities are an issue? You advance an emotional issue, sell it as vastly more important than things like the disappearing middle class, illegal strategies for wealth accumulation, tax havens for the rich, health care -- boring shit like that -- and you'll blind some people. Most people. Me. I didn't get the fight here until just now, because they played the Right to Choose card. Thought it was weird that they'd randomly drop it in there -- hearing somebody say "abortion" on TV is like seeing somebody smoke cigarettes in a movie. This isn't about Geminon or Rya Kibby, it's about Doc Cottle (Fed) getting to decide what's best for a girl from another planet, and it's about Sarah Porter (A-Fed) wanting to take women's rights out of the fucking Constitution, and it's what the Civil War and the Independence War were about, and what the Browncoats were slaughtered over, and I'm sorry if you feel I'm being partisan, but so's the show, and it's also about me, being used as a political football, losing the election for a guy I kind of liked. (Like I would even want to get married. Fuck that noise. And if you're really angry right now? Keep reading; engage with the show. I'm using a real-world example to help explain the action of the story, and the parallels at play, and I would do the same and use many of the same examples if I were on your side of the argument -- and you're not getting an answer if you email to convince me otherwise. I expect, and respect, that you've got the ability to look at things from both sides, and come to your own conclusions.) Point being, I was so sidetracked by the emotional stuff here -- by my revulsion -- that I wasn't watching the bottom line. And now Gaius Baltar is going to end up President. Guilt.