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I haven't really said much about the election. And I probably won't. Because every time I think about the election, it all comes back to one thing. Not Barack Obama, not the economy, not Sarah Palin's wardrobe, not even this bitch of a Senate race. Nope. So the one thing I come back to? It's love.
So I'll talk about love.
Love is just beautiful, isn't it? Ideally we all have lots of it, receive lots of it, and share lots of it. I know that lots of people love me, and I'm very thankful for that, and I love everyone right back. A lot of love there. A lot of friendly, helpful, caring love. I love picking a peach pit clean, coffee beans dipped in dark chocolate, thumping bass, and just about any TV show you put in front of me. At the moment, I really love our new president elect and the fact that Al Franken just might nail Norm Coleman in the end.
I also love double entendres.
But what about the kind of love that we tend to "fall" into? That's a whole new bitch right there, but it's something we've all experienced; when you see that one person, you glow, and time stops. We're all familiar with that, and it's something that happens regardless of race, religion, and (you guessed it!) sexual orientation. Believe it or not, gay people have exactly the same capacity to love that straight people have! Crazy, I know, but it's true. If intense love between a man and a woman is regarded as so lofty and amazing, then why is the exact same love between two men or two women considered perverse? Abominable? Umm... unnatural? Why should we say that same-sex relationships are anything less than beautiful?
Even if you don't think that such relationships are acceptable, what do you hope to accomplish by legislating your opinions? Don't you know what unnecessary difficulties that puts people through? It's extremely inconsiderate, and- to make matters worse- it does nothing to help anyone. Laws and amendments that ban same-sex marriage lack any trace of justice and are passed in the absence of love. How can you justify taking another person's rights away when you stand to gain nothing? And just how can you tell someone that their love is less valuable than yours?
Love isn't perverse. Discrimination is perverse. And it ticks me off. So many states have already written so many "faggots like Ethan are a bigger threat to traditional marriage than divorce, abuse, lovelessness, and haste combined" provisions into their constitutions that I'm beginning to feel numb to it now. But it's still hurtful, especially when you have to be reminded every couple years. And I must say that it hurts when people say that their religion justifies certain political views. I wonder how you'd feel if I said, "You know, I just don't feel that it's right for two Russians to marry each other," or "I don't believe that Lutherans should be allowed to adopt children," or "If black people are allowed to marry one another, then everyone will think it's okay to be black," or "I don't think there's anything wrong with being short, but I'm not short, and that's just not a lifestyle I'd choose."
Wouldn't I sound foolish? It might not all mean the same to you, but I find it hard to see a difference. Your sexuality is not a choice, much like your nationality, race, or height. It's a factory upgrade that you can hide, but it'll still be there whether you show it or not.
In fact, you do choose your religion. So maybe Lutherans shouldn't adopt! Because religion is a choice and I don't agree with that choice! HA!
...and yet I still would sound foolish.
Weird.
So I'll talk about love.
Love is just beautiful, isn't it? Ideally we all have lots of it, receive lots of it, and share lots of it. I know that lots of people love me, and I'm very thankful for that, and I love everyone right back. A lot of love there. A lot of friendly, helpful, caring love. I love picking a peach pit clean, coffee beans dipped in dark chocolate, thumping bass, and just about any TV show you put in front of me. At the moment, I really love our new president elect and the fact that Al Franken just might nail Norm Coleman in the end.
I also love double entendres.
But what about the kind of love that we tend to "fall" into? That's a whole new bitch right there, but it's something we've all experienced; when you see that one person, you glow, and time stops. We're all familiar with that, and it's something that happens regardless of race, religion, and (you guessed it!) sexual orientation. Believe it or not, gay people have exactly the same capacity to love that straight people have! Crazy, I know, but it's true. If intense love between a man and a woman is regarded as so lofty and amazing, then why is the exact same love between two men or two women considered perverse? Abominable? Umm... unnatural? Why should we say that same-sex relationships are anything less than beautiful?
Even if you don't think that such relationships are acceptable, what do you hope to accomplish by legislating your opinions? Don't you know what unnecessary difficulties that puts people through? It's extremely inconsiderate, and- to make matters worse- it does nothing to help anyone. Laws and amendments that ban same-sex marriage lack any trace of justice and are passed in the absence of love. How can you justify taking another person's rights away when you stand to gain nothing? And just how can you tell someone that their love is less valuable than yours?
Love isn't perverse. Discrimination is perverse. And it ticks me off. So many states have already written so many "faggots like Ethan are a bigger threat to traditional marriage than divorce, abuse, lovelessness, and haste combined" provisions into their constitutions that I'm beginning to feel numb to it now. But it's still hurtful, especially when you have to be reminded every couple years. And I must say that it hurts when people say that their religion justifies certain political views. I wonder how you'd feel if I said, "You know, I just don't feel that it's right for two Russians to marry each other," or "I don't believe that Lutherans should be allowed to adopt children," or "If black people are allowed to marry one another, then everyone will think it's okay to be black," or "I don't think there's anything wrong with being short, but I'm not short, and that's just not a lifestyle I'd choose."
Wouldn't I sound foolish? It might not all mean the same to you, but I find it hard to see a difference. Your sexuality is not a choice, much like your nationality, race, or height. It's a factory upgrade that you can hide, but it'll still be there whether you show it or not.
In fact, you do choose your religion. So maybe Lutherans shouldn't adopt! Because religion is a choice and I don't agree with that choice! HA!
...and yet I still would sound foolish.
Weird.