The Sweetest Taboo

I am not supposed to write about this – but screw it. Names will be changed….or not even used. Locations will be desensitized. Genders don’t even come into play. Photos will be graphic representative only – and not indicative of person or persons involved. I am sure copywrite laws will be infringed upon.

That being said – there is nothing horrid about this post. There is nothing subversive, cruel or even humiliating about what I wanted to write about. But I try to be sensitive, because that is just the kind of guy I am. Oh – shut up all of you!

“Friends” of mine got married. In Massachussettes (hint hint hint). There! That’s it!

They are not from Massachusettes. Technically no laws were broken – or at least I don’t think. No one at the courthouse impeded the marriage, or tried to, even though the judge talked about baseball teams that were not the Red Sox and mayors that did not reside in MA. No one was pulling wool over anyone’s eyes. Mitt Romney would probably tell you otherwise.

…and isn’t that the way it should be? (not questions asked – not Mitt Romney.)

I’m not pro or con marriage – gay or otherwise. I’ve said before, I’d be in it for the jewelry and cake. I got the ring already – so, that just leaves the baked goods.

I guess if I could get married, I would. I mean, I guess I can, but outside of Mass., it means nothing. It’s all symbolic. I don’t know I agree with some queers doing multiple marriages in Canada, San Francisco (when they could), New Paltz (when they could) and Mass….just to prove a point. It kind of skews the numbers.

But enough about me (as if!). I’m just happy for my friends – and that they did something that made them happy.

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