I couldn’t help but notice that your newspapers actually called it a “Texas Upholds Gay Marriage Ban, instead of Upholds Straight Marriage Defense, but we knew that’s what you meant all along.
To the 535,000 people who voted in Texas to recognize same sex marriages, many of which already exist but not yet legally, thank you, from the bottom of our hearts for being remarkable, principled, fair minded and decent humans. You did the right thing, and it means more than is possible to put into words. You recognized that my love for my family is as fierce and as powerful and as consuming as your love is for your family, and you did the right and decent and moral thing, as you would have done for your own family. Thank you, thank you.
The rest of you three out of four Texans, you can go fuck yourselves, and I mean that from the bottom of my heart, for being the apathetic fucking shitbag throwback worthless waste of piss poor protoplasm that you are. I wouldn’t give you my piss to drink if you were dying in the desert today, and I mean Darwin will get you, with a little help from me, and believe me today, I am volunteering.
The next time you ask for money for breast cancer at the supermarket, I want to know which way you voted. The next time a fireman stops me in traffic with a boot collecting for charity, I want to know which way you voted. The next time your kids come to my home by the busload for halloween or scouts or school trips, I want to know which way you voted, the next time you call me to get a cat out of your tree, pick your ancient husband up off the bathroom floor, or to rake your leaves or help find your kid’s dog, because I know that three out of four of you voted to make and keep my family illegal. You will be held accountable.
Three out of four of you voted to make my family’s life as difficult and as fragile as possible. Three out of four of you voted that my evil little nephews have a greater claim on my estate than my life partner of 9 years, or my adopted children as long as I live in the state of Texas. Three out of four of you voted to keep my life illegal and invalid. Three out of four of you assaulted my family, stepped out of your busy little evil lives and into mine to tell me, with the weight of the law, what is right for me, by taking away my rights. Three out of four of you had better watch your back now, you will be held accountable.
I want vengeance. I want to hurt your families the way you’ve hurt mine, legally, financially, socially. I want to figuratively slam you up against the wall and ask you why you think that the green-eyed marriage ban is moral, or why you think that the asian-american marriage ban or the red headed marriage ban is moral or why you petty little judgemental sons of bitches think that the gay marriage ban is moral. I want to know why you think that discriminating against my family is a family value.
I want to know why you think my family means less to me than your family means to you, why you think I should feel any less angry or devastated than you would if your family was assaulted by three out of four people that you know. I am hurting today and deeply, profoundly, even dangerously angry today, and there isn’t a lot that I can do for the pain and the rage I feel except to vent it here.
We knew it was coming, like knowing that getting pushed down the stairs means you probably will break an arm doesn’t make it hurt any less when you break it. How can we support what is right and decent in society when society won’t be right and decent to us?
We’re not waiting for your permission to live our lives. We are already married for all intents and purposes. We already have families, we just have to work A LOT harder to keep bigots from hurting us, from interfering with our families in the name of “morality” and “family values”. But a clear warning here: if you get in the way of me and mine at the hospital, you will require the services of a hospital, and I mean that literally, not figuratively. If you decide that my children no longer belong to me or that I can’t live with the person I love for the rest of my life, I can’t say in public the lengths I would go to to disabuse you of that notion, but I will invoke Darwin again.
And I am telling you right now, if you change the law to discriminate against my family, then I have no use for your fucking laws. And if you make being an American so shameful and such a paean to bigotry in the 21st century that you use a constitution to REMOVE rights rather than establish them, then I have no use for being American either.
Okay I’m ready for a pep talk now.