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What the world needs now is love, sweet love.

Is it just me or is the whole gay marriage amendment broohaha a way to scapegoat homosexuals for all the supposed ills we are experiencing in the U.S.?

Maybe I'm stretching (God, I hope I'm stretching) but didn't Germany do this in the 30s? "Hey, your life sucks. Let's blame the Jews and make their lives harder." How much different is that from our conservative Christian President ignoring all the real issues and blaming the homosexuals for the destruction of family values and the institution of marriage? It's a fine line that people are walking. What comes next in the wake of conservative Christian priviledge?

I'm 100% certain that homosexuals did not lead to my divorce. (Unless of course my X turns out to be gay and then alleluia!) My friends' and parents' divorces did not lead to my divorce. My friends' and family's marriages did not make my domestic bliss any more or less blissful. Pretty much, one has nothing to do with the other. With one exception - seeing happy couples, of any ilk, makes me happy. George wants to mess with my happiness damn it.

What would really happen to the institution of marriage if homosexuals were allowed to get married? I mean really? Except for the chicken dance being banned from all venues and there being a heck of a lot of tasteful and fabulous receptions not much would change. A bridezilla is a bridezilla whether they're named Christina or Christopher.

What's wrong with more commitment and love in the world? Nothing, you stupid conservative asshats. Get a life and stop messing with everyone else's.

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Anonymous said…
I think what it really is, is a rich white straight Christian man trying to take control over something that's not like him at a time when he is losing control over even those that are like him.

And Bush knows that a constitutional amendment banning gay marriage won't make it through Congress.

The basis for this constitutional amendment is "it's best for children to be raised by a mother and a father." But no one's trying to write in all other forms of non-mom-and-dad raising of children. And I defy you to show me how being raised by mom and an abusive father is better than being raised by two mommies or two daddies.

Here's a suggestion that I think people on both sides of the issue might be able to get behind.

Marriage should not be a state institution. If you want the legal recognition, that can come from the state – civil unions for anybody who wants one (well, any couple who wants one). You want to get married? You'll need to find someone in your house of worship to marry you. Separate "legal marriage" – joint filing of taxes, property ownership, etc. – from marriage as "witnessed by G-d."

And that's it. The state will only be required to recognize a legal contract between two people. No one would ever propose a law that states two gay people of the same gender cannot enter into a business partnership together. And isn't that really what the state views marriage as? The state doesn't require some proof that two people love each other to grant a marriage license.
Sassy Pants said…
Hear Hear!
love is love and all love should be celebrated

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