I’ve been reading and posting to lots of blogs both conservative and liberal about the Same Sex ruling. Here’s my two cents into the fray:
See that? Second in from the left? That’s my brother back in the late 70s getting ready to go out into a cold Toronto winter night (note the ski gloves on one of the Sisters). He would answer questions regarding homosexuality, health, religion, and guilt. On the rare occasion, he would be chased, yelled at, belittled and on the rare occasion, threatened bodily harm. He did this to make the world he lived in a better place for lesbians and gays.
Last December, as fruits of his labours …ripened… he and his partner Mark got married. He is a shining example that change will happen for those with patience, intelligence and dedication. I’ve said before that I am greatful for his work and many gays, lesbians and transgendered owe him a rather unpayable debt.
While I am still quite confused as to why some gays would want to join an antiquated belief system that shuns them in the first place, I realize that this law is a way to pull the church’s rather obvious disregard for human rights into the public spotlight and illicit change. Despite the “Ew! I dont wanna!” clause built into it. For some homosexuals, this new law is an excuse to plan a party. For others, it’s a harbinger for further rights and acceptance in a heterosexual society. I’m in that camp. If I were to get married, I would have a small civil ceremony and then 6 weeks later, fleece Sharkboy for half is amazing movie collection.
Just kidding.
For the crazed, angry conservatives out there, I can only say: this morning, as I went to work I didnt pass any shirt-tearing riots, the earth didn’t crack open and swallow me up, there wasn’t any debauched llama-loving in the streets, or yakkety burning bushes. However, I did see a couple outside an office building kissing goodbye and parting ways before going off to their jobs.
Oh wait. That was me and Sharkboy.
But this time, I felt like I didnt have to feel anything other than the comfort that the kiss goodbye was meant to offer me. Just like you’ve enjoyed all your adult life.
2 thoughts on “A Thanks to My Brother”
I know – what about the end of civilization as “we” know it – still seems to be standing despite conservative lead war – sorry, non-war – in eyerak.
The 6 horsemen of the apocalypse haven’t arrived, unless they are late because they stopped of at ye olde pottery barn for some last minute wedding gifts.
Personally, after 23 years with the old man I’m not about to marry him – especially since his family likes me more.
But Hooray for us – at least now Scott Thomson will have a job for a while.
“But this time, I felt like I didnt have to feel anything other than the comfort that the kiss goodbye was meant to offer me. Just like you’ve enjoyed all your adult life. “
More beautiful words were never spoken.