An open letter to those of you who “do not support” my right to gay marriage
Dear Dissenters of the United States,
It has come to my attention that you “don’t support” my right to marry another man. These days, I smile when I see your attempts to disguise bigotry as some sort of tenable civic philosophy. I no longer pay attention to your posts on the Internet or your openly-prejudiced political campaigns, although I admit that watching the limited range of emotions play across your dull, obstinate faces as you try and fail to comprehend the possibility that you might be incorrect does, at times, annoy me to the point of distraction. Why do I no longer pay attention to you, you might ask? I no longer pay attention because we have all discovered the truth – “we” being myself, my mother (a formidable woman if I ever did meet one), God, and the majority of the American population – a majority that does, in fact, “support” my right to marriage, meaning they understand that said right is unalienable and doesn’t actually need anyone’s “support” to be valid. Yes, we know the truth. And the cold, hard truth is this: you, Dissenters of the United States, are insane. You are absolutely off your rockers – every last one of you, down to your angry, rifle-clutching children. We have tried reasoning with you, to no avail. We have tried ignoring you and even amending your laws, but you have yet to leave this country to form your own little fundamentalist state, likely because your flat interpretation of what is really an ancient, subtle text would make for nothing but a spectacular embarrassment of a nation. We have even tried loving you despite your manifold flaws, and what have you given us in return? Not even one shut mouth. No – you’ve kept on bothering us, saying nasty things to us, doing nasty things to us, and all the while pretending to the most disinterested attitude of benevolence and understanding. Why continue this charade? Everyone knows you are neither benevolent nor understanding.
I ask only that you consider the notion that you and your backwards opinions are irrelevant to the fact that I am, and always will be, attracted to other men. No matter how deeply you feel that my love is morally questionable, the fact remains that it is not. Nor is my acting on it. There are no defensible grounds for your belief in the inherent evil of my nature. In fact, the way you feel has absolutely no bearing on the reality of my situation. Furthermore, I am as much a citizen of this “republic” as you are, and in a morally just republic all citizens should receive equal treatment under the law. And before I hear the words “civil union” escape your lips: no, “separate but equal” is not actually equal. How many times must we attempt to force this lesson into your dense heads? Civil unions are not marriages, and I hold that my feelings are as real and sacred as yours – probably more so than yours, considering how frequently I’ve had to reevaluate them in the face of your inexplicably hysterical opposition. Aren’t pain and suffering supposed to make things holier? Anyway, the point is, I don’t want to be “civilly united” with my partner. I want to be married to him. My dear, dear mother, whom I love so very much and would be loathe to disappoint, positively demands that I be married. Who are you to question her judgment? Just who the hell do you think you are? We don’t even know you.
Finally, I’d like to let you in on a secret: national communities often benefit from employing logic to solve problems instead of bigotry or even – dare I say it? – religion. Here’s a good example: Problem – for some absurd reason, it has until recently been illegal for me to marry a man. As a human and citizen entitled to “life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness,” I aspire to one day be married and raise a family. I am attracted to men, not women. Solution – it is no longer illegal for me to marry a man. Thankfully for this democracy, the majority of its rulers (and perhaps its constituents) have shown themselves to be at least somewhat capable of thinking reasonably about this issue. I don’t mean to say that the United States wouldn’t benefit greatly if you yourselves were to leave and thus increase the predominance of that happy majority. The offer still stands. What if you were to just buy an island together, pack your bags, and leave? That would be a perfect compromise – good for you and good for us.
Your fellow American,
Frank Brady Gilliam