The Gay Marriage Debate
In most of the world, homosexual citizens cannot marry the person they love. 50 years ago African Americans couldn’t drink from the same water fountain as their Caucasian neighbour. We think times have changed? Please. We may have swapped The Beatles for Bieber and bowl cuts for quifs, but we are as backward as ever. In another 50 years, future generations will look down on us. Am I wrong in thinking this is the apartheid of our generation?
I woke up this morning and checked Twitter in the bleary haze of too much wine and last night’s mascara. The Project tweeted that “marriage equality was a driving theme behind yesterday’s Mardi Gras”. And it hit me like a ton of bricks.
I live in a country, in a world, that tells some people that they can’t marry, with no good reason why. Go ahead. Argue with me. Give me one solid, bulletproof reason why allowing gay marriage would be the death of modern society. Religion? Politics? Bull.
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Honey. The gays are modern society. They’re not cordoned off in the festive part of town. They’re our parents, our teachers, our brothers, our nieces. They are us.
I propose a new rule. If you want to treat homosexuals as second-class citizens, be my unwelcome guest*. But you’ll have to forfeit any form of entertainment or service containing a homosexual person forever. That means no Ellen DeGeneres. You can’t watch Neil Patrick Harris in How I Met Your Mother. That’s right. You’ll never know who the mother is, you slimy git. No Adam Richards. No Hannah Gadsby. No Magda Szubanksi. No Justice Kirby. Perhaps your mailman is gay. No mail for you. Ever.
Everyone is entitled to their opinion, yes, but do we listen intently to the “opinions” of racists?
NO.
Why?
BECAUSE THEY’RE FRIGGIN’ MENTAL.
Marriage
Please don’t tell me that opposing gay marriage doesn’t mean you think being gay is wrong. It may just be a piece of paper and a couple of gold rings, and good on you if you don’t need or want that. To me, the act of marrying is a sacred promise. Forget religion. It’s you standing in front of the world vowing to bind yourself to another forever. It’s special. (I don’t know about you, but I can’t even commit to a regular haircut.)
If you can stand in front of someone and tell them that because they’re attracted to the same sex they'll never be able to make that promise, you think homosexuality is wrong.
Who the %$#@! does it harm?
I went to a Catholic school. Now, I loved my school, and they did a lot of stuff right. But in Year 12, for some religion assignment that I probably scribbled in a fit of fear the night before it was due, a member of the Church came in and spoke to us about the establishment’s opinion on global issues, including gay marriage.
I wasn’t too offended by it. They weren’t horrible or rude and no one was surprised; we knew their stance.
Recently someone told me that their sibling (who happens to be gay) had to sit through that same speech. Had to sit and politely listen to someone tell them that gay marriage was wrong; and that God only wants men and women to be coupled. The hair on my arms stands on end at the mere thought of it. We sat in a room and heard about how wrong gay marriage was. And that was considered ok. Fine. Just part of our education.
Our school had to consider that some of us might be gay. That at least one kid in that room probably had a gay parent, brother, sister or uncle.
How did they think that kid would feel? Did they think? Did they assume homosexuals are so fabulous that they have no feelings? Did they assume that none of us were gay? Or - worst of all - did the potential hurt feelings of a gay student not even factor as a factor?
Would we force a Jewish person to sit through a speech detailing the merits of Nazism? (Ok - maybe it isn't quite on that scale, but you see where I'm going here).
There is something so deeply wrong with a society that discriminates against citizens for aspects of their identity that are beyond their control. There is something absolutely VILE about a society that considers it appropriate to calmly discuss this discrimination without considering it might be offensive.
Furthermore, if someone DID choose to be gay (maybe I’ll get into the Cynthia Nixon choice debate another day) - WHAT BUSINESS IS IT OF OURS? Are they harming us? Is their sexual orientation doing ANYTHING to us personally?
Now. I don’t know Jesus. Didn’t have the pleasure. Regardless of whether you believe, he said some nice stuff. He told us to love one another. He dared associate with members of society that others condemned. He sat with them. He talked with them. He treated them as his equal.
If you’re going to cower behind your faith to protest gay marriage, sit yourself down and read between the lines.
Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.
Fifty years ago there were people that hated African Americans for no other reason than the shade of their skin. And you know what? Those despicable people still exist. We can’t wait for everyone to be ok with gay. It’s never going to happen.
Julia, I know you have a lot on your plate. That Abbott douche keeps egging your car and pulling your pigtails (metaphorically, though I wouldn’t put it past him).
But come on. It’s time.
*Please note – this sentence contained the f-word. I felt it would be detrimental to my argument, but man I liked it there.