Saturday, June 29, 2013
Gay Marriage and Straight
Have you all been following the hoo-raw about the Supreme Court's decision to strike down the federal Defense of Marriage Act? The Democrats are cheering about freedom and equality, and the Republicans are glooming about the downfall of America and making historically inaccurate comparisons to ancient Rome. (Just for the record, ancient Rome -- like Greece, Mycenae, Crete and Egypt before it -- was a sexually relaxed culture; sex for pure pleasure wasn't frowned on but celebrated, and so long as women produced enough babies to keep the population steady, they didn't care what else people did. All those societies were eventually brought down by political, economic and environmental factors that had nothing to do with their sex-lives.)
But anyway, in all this squalling, the commentary that impressed me the most was Rasty's. Yes, I could call him something of an expert on the subject of marriage, seeing that he had three other wives before he hooked up with me. His opinion is:
"Sure, let Gays get married! Let 'em find out what it's really like. All the rest of us who want to live together, and join fortunes and all, have to saddle ourselves with the obligations and responsibilities and legal fancy-dancing we call 'holy matrimony'. And if, further down the pike, we find we've made a mistake and want to undo it before any more harm gets done, we've got to go through the even worse hassle known as unholy divorce. Why should Gays get a free pass?
"Sure, all you leather-boys and lezzie-girls out there, go ahead and hitch yourselves. Learn the fun of being hit up for each others' debts, smacked down for each others' bad credit, hassled by the cops for what each other did during that boozed-up party or drunk night on the town, finding the joint bank-account empty because the other saw something in a store window that they just couldn't live without. Yeah, think about that before you go down to the local meet-rack and pick up a hot honey for the night; now, thanks to the Supremes, you're likely to wake up in the morning talking baby-talk and making Mormonesque promises of forever, and you can easily make the thundering mistake of running out to the nearest wedding-chapel before you have time to sober up and think. Once you're hooked, you're good and hooked, and you've gone and done it to yourselves. So listen up: you better start watching your fun, because your free ride is over."
--Leslie <;)))>< )O(