They Hate Us, They Really Hate Us

Well, gay marriage bans have won out, at this time, in 10 of 11 states. I’m not sure what more there is to say. Most Americans hate gay people. Love the sinner but hate the sin? I think not. Even those who say they support civil unions but not marriage for gay people, what does that mean? That we can have all of or most of the same rights, but not use the word “marriage”? Does that make any sense? That we can’t force churches to perform our weddings? That, despite the fears of the ignorant, was never a possibility or the issue. The issue is that even these folks simply think of us as defective, if not evil, and want us to go away. Despite any professions that they have gay friends and think it’s okay for us to … you know… as long as we keep quiet about it and don’t get to have the same marriage license that they do, it clearly means that they think we are less than they are, and that somehow the existence of our relationships is sick and a threat to their own, somehow. Pathetic.

So, they still hate us. After all the giddiness of Canada and Vermont and Massachusetts and San Francisco (whoops, not any longer!) and Hawai’i (well, it never got that far) we now have to recognize that if gay marriage is going to become a reality in the US of A, it’s not going to come quickly or easily. Not that I’ve given up hope. I truly believe that it can happen – by court rule or social sea change – within my lifetime. But I’m beginning to despair that if it does it won’t be before I’m looking at life from the other side of middle age.

We shall overcome… someday…?