Wednesday, February 08, 2012
Prop 8 and the Dark Wall of Discrimination
First they were allowed to get married, and then they were told they couldn't. One day they had human rights, the next day they were stolen. But today in California they won another big victory.
“All that Proposition 8 accomplished was to take away from same sex-couples the right to be granted marriage licenses and thus legally to use the designation ‘marriage,” the judge wrote, adding: “Proposition 8 serves no purpose, and has no effect, other than to lessen the status and human dignity of gay men and lesbians in California."
I'm so proud of my brothers and sisters who refused to give up. And I'm so grateful to the plaintiffs who led the charge. Like this lesbian couple and their teenage sons.
"Today, the 9th Circuit [Court of Appeals] said to our family that we are equal under the law," she said, adding that now, "we can see over the dark wall of discrimination."
But I am also angry that gay people still have to fight for the right to be treated as fully human. So I feel like this British guy does about the battle for gay marriage.
Homophobia is actually quite a kind, forgiving word. It is really quite generous. It is saying, “look, it’s OK. Your discomfort around gay people is just because you don’t really understand them. You’re unfamiliar with them, that’s all. Once you overcome that fear, once you see that, you know, we’re all just people, we’ll be fine”.
But this is not about fear. The MPs who would deny marriage to gay people are not, I think, afraid of gay people. I think that they fundamentally believe that gay people are vastly inferior to heterosexuals: and I fear that what underlies this belief is not a transient misunderstanding, still less a passionate commitment to Scripture, but a firm, unyielding contempt.
Because I don't care what some hairy desert dweller had to say about gay people, while screwing his many wives, his concubines, his daughters, and his many goats.
Or what any religious bigot has to say about my life. Including those in Canada.
Their contempt for me and my brothers and sisters is nothing compared to the contempt I feel for them.
And if those grubby hatemongers don't like that eh?
They can take a flying fajita.
Shove their bloodthirsty Big Mamunga where the sun don't shine.
Or eat my favourite t-shirt...
Because we're still here baby. And I was BORN to fight.
Long live the power of gay love.
Hooray for my beautiful people...