Colorado just legalized civil unions this week. Umm, yay?
Don’t get me wrong, I’m deeply grateful for whatever rights our faceless representatives see fit to grant me (sarcasm; more later), but “getting civil unionized (united?)” just doesn’t trip off the tongue like “getting married.”
This can’t really be called a victory, but since Colorado voters succeeded in amending our constitution to include bigotry, it’s the best we can do for now.
But I’m progressive in that I believe the government shouldn’t be in the business of doling out civil rights or legislating morality. I believe what happens between consenting adults is their business and no one else’s. Even people who think marriage should be between a man and twenty women (or a woman and twenty men, or ten women and eleven men, but now I’ll admit it’s getting weird), as long as all twenty-one of them agree, knock yourselves out. I believe this even though those Mormon hypocrites think the gays are bad, bad, bad.
Note the key words here: consenting adults. That rules out children and pets, for the hysterical among us who think gay is a gateway drug to complete anarchy.
I believe people have the right to believe what they believe. I believe that right ends where my rights begin, and they do NOT have the right to force me to live by their beliefs (as long as I’m not hurting anyone).
I’m encouraged by the accelerated progress we’ve made–we’re further along already in this century than all other centuries combined–but still hindered by the pigheaded but vocal minority that refuses to spot the trend and acknowledge that we’re going to continue moving forward, with or without them. The squeaky wheel gets the grease, and these squeaky wheels have been standing between me and my rights long enough.
This week’s big news is the Ohio Republican senator who suddenly changed his tune because his gay son came out. I love what sex advice columnist Dan Savage said: It’s terrific that he came around, but was it so hard to have a shred of empathy for the many parents of gay children before it happened to him? Apparently yes. He thinks Republicans have a fundamental disconnect from compassion until they find themselves in the same situation. Like Rush Limbaugh, who had nothing but contempt for drug addicts until his little secret came out.
I personally believe people who have such a tragic inability to relate to fellow humans who aren’t exactly like them have no business representing them in government. What chance do the poor have? The unemployed? The handicapped? Anyone who can’t afford a congressman?
Tery and I have been together for 21 years. Our relationship, to my knowledge, hasn’t affected anyone else’s (though evidently that could change if we were allowed the word “marriage.”) She’s the love of my life and I can’t imagine myself with anyone else when I’m old and gray (well, already there for that second one). If your marriage is so easily threatened, I think you should spend more time worrying about what you’re doing wrong and less time worrying because we’re doing something right.