Alright, let’s talk straight about this (har har har).
I don’t believe that being gay is a choice. I believe that you can make the choice to put yourself under the heading of “gay,” that it’s not entirely a biological predisposition, but I believe that there are plenty of people who are physically attracted to the same sex because of something in their chemistry. (Hell, I love me some boobies and sensuous curves from time to time.)
However, if you want to say that being gay is a choice – if you want to treat it like it’s a religion (which my mother does), a choice to worship at the altar of one’s body (pretty much a direct quote from her) – then let me just say this:
Freedom of religion.
Hindus, atheists, Muslims, New Age spiritualists, Wiccans, Christians, and all the rest: no one forbids them from getting married or asks them to be content with domestic partnerships. Oh, I’m not saying there isn’t a general oppression of many of these people within the borders of the US, not by any means – but when was the last time the vocal political Christians complained about “those damn New Agers, ruining marriage, look at them go”?
If you do think that being gay is a choice – just like religion is, may I point out – then you still don’t have any grounds to bar them from equal rights to marriage and the legal benefits that provides.
I was raised on the Bible. I know it pretty damn well. Not once did Jesus – the cornerstone of the Christian religion – say anything resembling, “Go forth and impress your personal beliefs on others.” Spread the truth, yes, but that truth was love, not hatred. And in a country founded on separation of church and state, you’re trying to blur that line in a way that makes me – and most of your fellow Americans – very uncomfortable.
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(Can we talk about how awkward the word American is to mean citizen of the US? Okay.)