Apparently, the Supreme Court is hearing arguments about same sex marriage or something. I honestly don't really care. If anything, it says something about our nation that same sex marriage is even being deliberated. In Iran, after all, same sex ANYTHING is deliberated from the end of a rope. So, you know, U. S. A!!!
Again, I don't care if people with the same reproductive bits want to get hitched. Knock yourself out. It's all arguments and vitriol interspersed with blissful moments of undiluted love from the moment you say "I do," regardless of whether you prefer wang or tang.
And, chances are good you'll get unhitched at some point anyway.
What perplexes me is this ongoing, unfolding narrative that maintains same sex couples are somehow more enlightened than us knuckle-dragging Croods who inexplicably prefer partners who are more conducive to the "Male Peg A into Female Slot B" couplings. It's like the whole idea of heterosexuality is somehow passe. A historical throwback with little or no pragmatic use in today's metrosexual zeitgeist.
I'm even further annoyed by the insistence that same sex couples raise children just as well, if not better, than a mother and father couple. I mean, perhaps they do in some cases. I can accept that. Just don't tell me same sex couples are somehow MORE adept in general at raising children.
We all screw up our children in some way. Probably several ways.
The other day, I was having a difficult time putting my contact lenses in after I took a shower, so I was standing in front of the bathroom mirror, naked, leaning into the mirror, trying to determine whether my contact lens was inside out or not.
Unbeknownst to me, my 2-year-old daughter had toddled into the bathroom and decided that odd thing dangling between my legs needed to be tugged on, for some reason.
I'm not sure where, exactly, my contact lens ended up--although the shocked flail of my arms could very well have sent it slicing through the window and into the neighbor's lawn across the street--but I think both my daughter and I emerged from the experience slightly wiser as to the pros and cons of a traditional, mixed sex marriage and family.
Posted by Ryan at March 26, 2013 04:52 PM | TrackBack"I'm even further annoyed by the insistence that same sex couples raise children just as well, if not better, than a mother and father couple. "
Did you hear that story about those two 19 year old lesbian speed freaks who accidentally got each other pregnant, had babies, and then mistreated and abused them because they just couldn't get their shit together to be good parents? No?
Gay parents are, at the margin, better parents than straight parents because fewer of them become by accident. People who make a conscious choice to be parents can be horror-show parents, but it's somewhat less likely. That's the whole argument. It makes sense, and does not imply any superiority on the part of gay parents; it just recognizes that people who make a choice to be parents will, in general, do a better job of it. If gay people could get pregnant by accident then yeah, their numbers would probably look pretty much exactly like ours.
Okay, I should have said "family" instead of "parents." Whatever.
Leave it to you to turn a lighthearted blog post into some semantic diatribe about speed freaks who got busy. Your life must be one coronary after another, dude.
Posted by: Ryan at March 27, 2013 08:29 AMI used to play bass in a band called "Wang or Tang".
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