To be quite honest, it's safe inside the box. Let me explain. I was brought up in the church. A marriage is between and man and a woman, etc. etc. I think what bothers people who don't believe in same sex relationships or marriages is what it can do to them. It's scary for various reasons. One, it may purely disgust them. Two, they may be afraid of being turned on. Three, they may be afraid their straight partner would turn. I can't imagine any other reasons.
It's easy to judge, but hard to understand.
Therefore I tried looking inside my own box to see if I could come up with some sort of equivalent.
I grew up in a white town. No blacks to this day live there. I never really thought about it, really. I met my white husband, had a child, nice home, dog, you know the story. Many years later, long after my husband, I meet a black man. We started as friends chatting. I liked what was in his head. I was later surprised to find out he wasn't white. All of a sudden, it didn't seem to matter. What came back to me was years earlier learning in church to accept people for who they were. That black was just a color of skin, as is white, and so on. I don't see him as being black. I see him as being a man.
If my state where to pass a law and say it's against the law to wed a black man, I think I'd be pretty pissed too. You may not understand it. But, I do. It's okay if you don't understand it. I'm living it. I'm happy, so you can leave me alone. I guess we should let those who are for same sex marriages alone too. They understand it. They're living it. Let's leave them alone. Let's let them get married too.
Thursday, November 6, 2008
Proposition 8
Posted by ritatortilla at 12:49 AM
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