We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
I can't get over how the side in favor of gay marriage protrays the situation as if same-sex couples were forbidden from cohabiting, having sex, having joint checking accounts, or promising to be each other's exclusive sexual partner for life. As if the moment two men or two women declared their love for each other, the police were immediately dispatched to break them up.
What they are whining about is that the state does not force everyone to grant them the same respect and material benefits that we grant to traditional married couples.
This is utterly alien to every meaningful notion of freedom. There is no such a thing as the right to the respect or material goods of others.
When the womyn crushed the can and slapped the foosball table I got all tingly. You mean I can hit that, roll over and get right back to Call of Duty with her while we're drinking beers and eating pizza? I. Am. So. In. Where the gay womyn at?
It means you can get dressed and go to the "Save the Forest" rally and listen to a speech by Paul Erlich about over population..and then host a dinner party at your house and listen to a bunch of hair gelled little peckers with eyeliner mock the things you like about America..while they give you advice ala "Queer Eye for the Straight Guy" about how to look and act.
I know quite a few lesbians. I know of only two who I'd consider worth asking out (assuming that was even in the cards).
Reality versus the perception sucks.
On the other hand, my wife still talks about a guy she used to work with. When I played beach volleyball, he was one of the stars on the beach. Tall, handsome, terrific physical condition. Nice guy, to boot. Several years later, she found out he's gay. I don't think that changed her mind about him.
He's not the only one I know like that, either. I think gay men really put much more effort into looking good than straight men, and I guess it pays off.
When I was young I took up with a woman who had known the meaner side of both life and men from early on. She had a beauty that made each of the lovelies in the video look like the bottom of a shoe, and she had a shimmering spirit with a mind stronger than most. She was a diamond and I was in love with her. She came out to me after I let her know how I felt. We never saw each other again after that day. We kissed before she left. That kiss was among the most notable, worthy and lovely I have ever known. It was warm, slow and wonderful. All these years, man...I miss her. God I hope she's happy now.
I liked that video. And I like the idea of a cute lesbian girl wanting me to marry her. Do they also have lots of money? But then, I also liked the Lord of the Rings movies. Fairy tales, go figure.
Maybe a point worth making is what the entire LGBT and most of the straight community is missing in all the noise. They want the government to interfere in their personal lives. And they are demanding a level of interference they can't possibly comprehend. If they did, they would shut up and be happy little gays. They don't understand that the reason so-called gay rights got any traction in the first place was because the courts ordered it. And the courts ordered it because there are tons of underemployed lawyers out there. They need the LGBT demographic to get marriage permits so when they split up, they have to go to court and get fleeced. Just like the straight people do. And spend money arguing over their property and house and adopted kids and pets. You can't see me, but I'm laughing. A lot.