Readers of this blog – which might include my grandkids if I’m lucky – will no doubt look at today’s entry and think “wait, they were still worrying about homosexuals getting married back then? what the FUCK?”… however … us progressive types are doing the best we can, here at the beginning of the 21st century. And today in the culture wars, we kicked some Neanderthal ass.
A California judge struck down the bigoted, homophobic, putrescent hunk of shame known as Proposition 8 as unconstitutional under the equal protection clause, failing “to advance any rational basis in singling out gay men and lesbians for denial of a marriage license”.
Yes, my friends from the future, this is what we deal with. Can you and your robots imagine?
Anyway, now it’ll go to the 9th Circuit Court of Appeals, which will uphold it, then on to the Supreme Court, where one Justice, a guy named Anthony Kennedy, will determine the future of gay marriage – and with it, I believe, much of the soul of America. That may sound overly emotional and dramatic, but these are the decisions that determine a nation’s character, and our character has not been very kind recently.
In 1996, Anthony Kennedy himself said that any law that “classifies homosexuals not to further a proper legislative end but to make them unequal to everyone else” was unacceptable, so here’s hoping. Of course, you’ve got the wingnut asspants of our national dialogue already calling out the California judge as gay and of course my Mormon folk in tha’ 8-0-1 are glum, but who cares? Yes, my guests from the future, us liberals have to snatch our victories when we get ‘em.