Why I Hate Marriage... kinda.
I was thinking of writing a blog about how I learned to stop worrying and love the Banns. (Too Ethan Frome? Well, I endorse torture of the language in this instance, as national security requires a literary/cinematic hybrid pun…)
Just for the sake of full disclosure, I decided to go dig out this gem written for a Con Law class my senior year as a Non-Traditional Student Undergrad. I was full of the fire of feminism, partnered long-term with a man (going on Year 11, as I recall), and quite angry about the Gay Marriage question.
I thought that the bit would be more cringe-inducing to post here in the present tense, but actually I find I still mostly agree with this girl. (I thought I had even announced ceremoniously that I wouldn’t get married even to a woman if I could. Luckily not, though I am sure I said it somewhere, and loudly. Oops.)
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